Unheard Love

by Growing Pain

[Seto x Jou] Seto does not know what to do when love conquers his heart, and to his enemy nevertheless. The fact that Jou seems to be everywhere only makes it worse.

16. Destroy your bliss

Disclaimer: Don't own. If I did, Anzu would've moved to America and become a famous dancer (that way we get rid of her and keep Anzu-fans happy, because she achieved her dream)

Warning: Needy and perverted Seto, slutty Jou, bad writing, cursings, touching, lame author, idiotic story etc

Note: First of all; SO SORRY for the late update. Explanation will be at the end of the story. Then I'd like to say...um...Don't know. I'm not too fond of this chapter. Don't know why, really. On with the story I say!

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Unheard Love
Chapter 16

by Growing Pain

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"Mokuba, how do you feel about moving?" The brunet asked his brother, keeping a face of no emotions. His brother's eyes widened, clearly taken by surprise, and barely managed to stutter out his reply.

"W-what?"

"Moving. To a new house." His brother explained calmly, letting the words sink in. But it didn't seem to help the younger male.

"Where?"

"We're still going to live in Domino City, Mokuba. You'll still go to the same school you go to now. You won't have to change your way of life." Seto said, hoping to soothe his brother by bringing him positive information.

"Then why are we moving?" He asked incredulously, though still extremely confused. But the older one ignored his question, appearing as if he hadn't heard it to begin with. His reason should not be explained. And he didn't want to lie to his brother. Silence was the only answer.

"Are we in danger?" Mokuba suddenly asked, a look of fear and worry on his face. Seto noticed, and gave his brother a faint smile to reassure him.

"No. Nothing like that. Everything's okay."

"Is it the company?" The younger one tried, wanting to find the explanation to this sudden question.

"I told you, everything's alright."

"No it's not!" The raven-haired boy defied, glaring at his brother.

"Mokuba, just give me an answer to my question." Seto said calmly, ignoring his brother's outburst.

"No!" The shorter of the two bellowed, appearing frustrated. "Why won't you tell me what's wrong!" His younger brother asked, walking up to his brother, somewhat teary eyed. "Why don't you trust me?"

"Mokuba, it has nothing to do with trust."

"Seto, tell me what's wrong!" His brother urged, taking the larger hands to hold with his own small ones. The brunet squeezed his brother's hands in a comforting way, still trying to ignore the need of an explanation his brother wished for.

"I can't."

"You can't or you don't want to?"

"Both." Seto replied truthfully. Though the very reason he couldn't was also because of his inner pride, stopping him from officially declaring he was emotionally attached to someone. The younger Kaiba was quiet, looking at the floor with a solemn expression. But his gaze soon met with the older one's once more. Blue-grey eyes looked hurt, sad even. Yet no tear spilled from either eye, holding them in. The brunet watched, taking in the pain he caused his brother. Hating himself. Hating that he'd fallen in love. If he never had been so in the first place, his and Mokuba's relationship would still be fine. Mokuba would be happy. Content. And not this melancholic. It was all his own fault. He was still a pure amateur when dealing with emotions. And now his brother had to suffer. Suffer because he couldn't keep a few pitiful and pathetic emotions inside. Why do people always hurt the ones they love?

"Is this really important to you?" Mokuba asked, using a serious tone. The brunet nodded, reaching out his hand and placed it on his brother's shoulder. He wasn't the best comforter, but at least he tried.

"Then…we'll move." He gave in, trying to give his brother a smile, but failed. Seto screamed at himself mentally, saying he shouldn't do such a thing to his brother. He wanted for him to be happy. Not sad.

"There's no reason to be sad. We're only going to live somewhere else. Your life will still stay the same." He said, trying to cheer the other up. But the raven-haired boy only knitted his brow.

"Then why are we moving?"

"I simply want to." Seto stated.

"But…what's going to change then?" Mokuba asked, trying to figure out why his brother had this sudden yearn.

"Our new house, it's closer to work." The elder Kaiba declared, keeping his calm.

"That's it?" Mokuba asked sceptically, obviously not believing what he was being told.

"Pretty much."

"So it's nothing major?"

"Not really." He himself was however going to transfer to a school as far away from his old one that he possibly could. He would never have to see Jounouchi ever again. This separation needed to be done.

"Oh…" Mokuba said, blinking his unshed tears away. "But I thought you liked it here."

"We've been here far too long."

"There's something you're not telling me." The shorter one stated with a frown.

"Yes." Seto agreed. His brother didn't want lies from him. So he wouldn't get any. But he wouldn't be given the truth he wished to find out either.

"Just tell me."

"No."

"Is it -"

"Mokuba." Seto interrupted, staring into blue-grey eyes with his own narrowed ones. "Isn't it better that I keep this to myself, and tell you that, instead of lying to you?"

"It would be better if you just told me."

"That's not an option. Accept it." Seto stated, his voice cold. Mokuba appeared saddened once more, staring down at the ground.

"This is just like when Yuugi defeated you for the first time…" He said in a low voice. "You're going to leave again. You're going to be distant. You're going to leave me again…" The hurt voice mumbled out, but the words came out all too clear for the CEO. His blue eyes widened. His brother and him had never really talked about that time, when he had left him to go and figure some things out. His hands placed themselves on his brother's shoulders, a gesture of demanding the other to look at him. Which his brother did.

"I was a fool back then. I know better now. I know I shouldn't have left you." He said, sincerity in his eyes. His voice still remained without much emotion, but the message was powerful enough. "And I never will." He promised. The shorter of the two developed tears in the corner of his eyes, and hugged the taller one instantly.

"I'll never leave you either, Seto. I promise!" He declared, hugging the older one with much force, as if he feared of letting go. Strong arms wrapped themselves around the smaller person in a comforting way, holding securely as well. A small smile was on his lips, happy to hear those words. He would survive, having Mokuba by his side. Anything was possible then. Jounouchi was never needed.

They stayed embraced a minute longer, blue-grey eyes letting his worry subside. Reduce them as much he could. And the brunet held him, not sure what else to do. The fact that he needed to go to work merely crossed his mind, but he wasn't going to disrupt this moment by declaring he had to leave. He would stay longer if needed.

"When are we moving?" His brother asked, looking up into blue eyes.

"As soon as possible." He could see how hard his younger brother was struggling to keep back the questions as to why he was that way. So he awaited the response.

"Meaning?"

"I need to buy the house first. Then I planned that we can move in on Tuesday. Perhaps even Monday night if it goes quickly."

"But that's tomorrow!"

"The sooner, the better, Mokuba." The raven-haired boy nodded, showing he accepted it. There was a short silence before the younger spoke.

"So where is it? How does it look?" He asked, appearing more positive and interested. The brunet smirked and gently pushed his brother away only to take out his laptop from his briefcase on the floor.

"Take a look yourself." He said after having found the internet address of the mansion. His brother seemed to be okay with the house, judging by his facial expression.

"Oh look Seto! It's got a bedroom with a balcony! Can I have it?" He asked with a smile. Seto returned it. This was how he wished for his brother to be. Happy. Exited. Cheerful. He didn't want for him to turn out like him. Never in a million years.

"Of course." He replied in a soft voice, making the shorter of the smile widely as he continued to scan the page of further information of their new house.

XxxX

He sat in his office, typing away on his computer, working on game codes for his newest project, working on the basic playing ground. A cup of coffee was by his side, empty, as he had drank it all. It was early evening, the summer sun still shining on his back from the clear window, warming his body.

After having been given Mokuba's permission to move, he bought the house immediately. It had taken a large amount of money, seeing as the seller wanted to wait a while longer to see if anyone would out-bid him. So he offered more money, and succeeded in getting the mansion. Now there were employers of a moving company in his house, packing away his belongings. No doubt that this would disturb Mokuba's day, having strangers pick up every piece of furniture they could lay their hands on. So he suggested that Mokuba should go with a couple of his friends to the new mansion to start to get familiar with the place. Subconsciously did he look at the digital clock at the bottom the screen thinking about this. 18:45. His brother should return home soon…

Not wanting to leave his brother all alone in the soon-to-be empty house they had, he packed his things up, preparing to go home. All his business had been taken care of. He had called his new school and gotten registered. It was an understatement to say they were more than pleased having him attend their school. His new school uniform would arrive on Tuesday, two days away from now, to his new house.

It felt a bit bizarre, that he was doing all this because of one man. Or rather, because of his own weak personality when it came to that man. He had let things go too far for too long, all due to the fact that he wanted the other. Denial sounded like a bliss at the current moment, wanting to break away from this state of mind and go back, knowing nothing of love.

When does infatuations come to an end?

Perhaps his mind had been clouded recently, as he let the blond in more and more. He allowed him all sorts of privileges he would instantly punish everyone else for. Jounouchi had been allowed to sit with him, both in classes and in lunch. He had been allowed to stay by his side during all schooldays in fact. All he did in return was to give him a minor insult to feed the side of him that screamed at him to push Jounouchi away. And he fooled himself, believing that a few insult would do the trick, otherwise there was no point.

And he had allowed Jounouchi rest on him, even in front of other people. Granted, it was just his brother and Honda, but they were still people. And he had allowed Jounouchi to simply be close, as if restrictions weren't in their vocabulary.

But he hadn't realized how deep he had fallen until that Friday, where his body finally reacted to Jounouchi's touches. Oh how deep he had fallen. How could he not have noticed? He always spoke of being conscious, aware. To be in control. Yet he tricked himself, making him surrounded by a false security.

So he understood he could hardly fight back anymore. He understood that soon, he would do something irrational. Something so spontaneous and completely driven by feelings that his secret would be out.

And he couldn't have it that way. He wouldn't watch himself fall and lose.

What he needed was to be away from Jounouchi. So far away they would never accidentally meet. So the moving idea formed in his mind that Friday night. And it revealed himself like only a salvation can, bringing him hope. Because if they moved, Jounouchi would not know to where. He could not seek him out. And by changing schools, he couldn't be talked to. And Jounouchi would merely be a infuriating memory, like a bad cold. And he would finally be free.

He exited his building, briefcase in one hand, and the other in his trench coat pocket. The aura around him only reeked of power and control, something so far away from the truth he felt sick with himself, wanting to kill his own weaknesses. The air was still and warm, as well as dry. Luckily he needn't wait long, his driver pulled up almost immediately and opened the door for him. And he got inside, to the fresh air that was so tempting at the current moment. His mind wandered from all sorts of things to another, only to stop at Jounouchi. Tomorrow he could face him. Their last day together, if one wanted to be dramatic and call it that. His heart felt heavy, and his mind actually seemed to only construct melancholic thoughts as well. The first time the two seemed to agree, he thought, finding it ironic.

His expressionless eyes stared out the window, watching the world pass him by.

He would miss him… But he would get over it. He had to.

XxxX

"Won't he be sad?"

"He'll get over it."

"But you're friends, Seto. Just because we're moving doesn't mean your friendship should end." Mokuba pointed out, sitting in front of his brother in the limousine, both dressed in their own school uniform. It was merely Monday morning, but the brunet was dreading the day already.

"Friendship is overrated." The older brother stated coldly, glaring out the window, as if it had done something to offend him.

"Not to him."

"I know."

"He can visit us you know. I don't mind. He's nice. And you two actually fit together, in some weird, freaky way." Mokuba said with a supportive smile, but the CEO ignored him.

"…"

"I was sceptic at first, when you said he was your friend. But… when I invited him and Honda home to us to understand it better, I realized that it works. You two, together, work. I don't know how, but, it just does." He continued, hoping to make his brother get some sort of spark of understanding.

"It's meaningless." Seto declared, referring to his relationship with Jounouchi.

"Seto…"

"I would prefer it if you wouldn't tell any of them where we're moving, or our phone number and other things along those lines. Are we clear?" He asked, referring to Yuugi's group of friends. He certainly didn't want any of them to tell the blond anything.

"…Yes." The younger agreed with a disappointed sigh.

"Good." He stated, continuing to glare out the window, a frown on his face. Both brothers went silent after that, minding their own business. The older one had his thoughts filled with the fact that this would hopefully be the last day he would have to see Jounouchi ever again. Somehow, he felt like he should say some sort of goodbye to him. Not that he had planned on telling the blond he was moving. He would figure it out eventually. And if he was lucky, Jounouchi would be so angry he didn't want to have anything to do with him ever again. Yes, one could only hope.

And yet he wished. Wished and hoped that he would tell him he was going away, and that Jounouchi would stop him, making him stay. But those were simply immature fantasies. Nothing for him to spend his time thinking about it.

After the limousine had dropped off Mokuba at his school, he started to stare right in front of him instead, ignoring the outside world. He closed his eyes, as if he was tired, and remembered just how Jounouchi had felt when he touched him. He liked his skin. He liked how it felt against his own, as if pure electricity was born at every caress. It was all too addictive, because he wanted more. Yearned for more.

Blue eyes opened once more, staring into space, as he clenched his left fist gently. The hand he had interlaced with Jounouchi's. Perhaps…he could make their last day somewhat alike to how Friday was. Yes…perhaps. It would be the last day after all, wouldn't it? No harm done then…

And his mind deceived him yet again.

XxxX

"Kaiba!" A happy voice called out from behind, making him turn around. The school hall was crowded, as it always was before the first class, but he spotted the blond easily anyhow. A smirk grew on his lips as he stopped his walking, awaiting the other to catch up.

"Hi…" Jounouchi said, staring into blue eyes when he arrived, a grin on his face. The CEO continued to smirk, staring into brown orbs.

"Hello…" And his thoughts of moving were completely shoved aside, forgotten, as he lost himself in those eyes, wanting to just lean closer and kiss the other. But he couldn't. Especially not in front of all these people. So he started walking to his locker once more, the blond right by his side.

"So how was your weekend?" The blond asked, his hands playing with his messy blue jacket. "Did you do anything interesting?" He added, and the reached their destination.

"Worked. Spent time with Mokuba. The usual." He replied, taking out his necessary books from his locker. Jounouchi nodded in understanding. "And you?" He asked, turning to the blond. The brunet wasn't quite sure why he was trying to keeping the conversation alive, but he simply felt like it. Fearing that he would leave him if he wasn't interesting enough. And today… Today he just wanted to be with him.

"I studied actually! Can you believe it?" He said with a grin, leaning with his back against the locker beside Seto's, looking into blue eyes.

"Fascinating. Miracles do happen." Kaiba said with a teasing smirk, staring at the blond. He just looked so touchable right now, looking at him with that affectionate grin and those warm brown eyes. He would've actually leaned closer if it weren't for all the people around them, which he both cursed and blessed at the moment.

"And of course, I hung out with Yuugi and the others." He said as Kaiba closed his locker and put down his briefcase to the ground, staring at Jounouchi with unwanted affection. The blond stood still, continuing to lean his back against the locker, since Seto hadn't made any sign of leaving.
"Of course." Seto replied with a small smirk, eyeing Jounouchi with interest. And just to get a little closer, he placed himself in front of the blond. What he wouldn't do if he could just lean in…

The space between them was perhaps a bit closer than normal, but no one paid attention. But to the brunet it was enough for now, not daring to move closer. Jounouchi smiled smugly up at him, his brown eyes glimmering.

"You know…I had a really good time last Friday…" He said, standing up straight, decreasing the space between them, just a little. Seto smirked.

"Did you now?" He asked, transfixed with those eyes.

"Yeah… I could definitely do it more often." Katsuya stated. His heart pumped faster, feeling that the blond was dangerously close. Yet he had no urge to push him away. He felt fingers brush against his own, and his breathing became more heavy. The blond gave him a smile and turned his gaze to look down at their hands, compelling the CEO to do the same, which he did. To his surprise he found out his own hand had reached forward to the other as well. Their fingers still barely touching, just brushing against each other teasingly.

"Um…excuse me. Could I just get to my locker?" An unknown voice beside them asked, annoyed. Kaiba instantly retreated his hand to his pocket and turned to look at his right, finding a shorter male there, wearing glasses.

"Oh, sorry." Jounouchi said, scratching the back of head as he stepped aside, as did the brunet, though with a glare at the newcomer. He picked up his briefcase, ready to go.

"Well, I think we should go now." Seto said. Jounouchi nodded.

In less than a few minutes had they reached the classroom, finding it empty. This pleased the CEO, never really fond if having humans around him. Not that he appreciated animals either. Silence was however appreciated. As was Mokuba. Sometimes even Jounouchi. But that was it really.

Jounouchi slouched down in his nowadays usual seat next to the CEO, chewing on a gum he had taken out from his pocket a few seconds ago. Seto sat himself down with more grace, taking out some papers for him to read concerning work.

"You want one?" Katsuya asked, referring to the gum. Kaiba shook his head, not even bothering to look at the blond.

"Suit yourself." He said with a shrug, continuing to chew carelessly.

A few minutes afterwards the room began to fill with students, all talking loudly and happily. For some reason everyone seemed to have something to do, someone to talk to. He was quite surprised the blond was still with him, as he was aware he wasn't much of company to the other at times. Yet Jounouchi had started to pillow his head on the table with his arms, resting, his curious eyes watching as the CEO read his papers. Cold blue eyes glanced at him a ever so often, not really understanding why Jounouchi was looking at him of all people, but didn't argue about it. He didn't want to make him angry today.

XxxX

He felt as if there was a clock ticking carelessly away in his mind, counting down every second of the little time he had left with Jounouchi. Somehow, it made him stressed, as he was unsure of what to do. A nervous feeling was growing inside him as well as hopelessness. Many times had he caught himself simply staring at the blond, trying to memorize every feature of his body. Yes, he acknowledged, he had fallen far too deep. Good thing he was getting himself out of this now. If any later, who'd know what he would do?

And he was aggravated. Deeply so, feeling their time slip through his fingers. Why he wanted to do anything at all with the blond could only be explained by some hidden psychological problem, he silently confirmed, as he wouldn't be thinking like this otherwise. The blond had screwed up his brain too much. Yet he had no desire of strangling the boy, or hurt him in any other way. Which merely increased his rage against himself.

"Kaiba? You alive in there?" Jounouchi asked, a teasing grin on his lips as he waved a hand in front of his own blue eyes. The brunet immediately snapped back to reality and glared.

"Stop that Jounouchi. You're being childish." He commented, slapping the hand away, and focused his eyes on his paperwork. "Do your work." He ordered. Jounouchi, far too used by the brunet's demands, took them very lightly now, not finding himself upset.

"Hypocrite. You were staring into space for like ten minutes!" He said, still grinning. The brunet raised an eyebrow, questioning if that was true.

"Okay… So it wasn't really ten minutes… But you stared! And for a long time too! And dude, that's just weird." He pointed out, but Seto merely smirked and went back to his papers.

"So, is something bothering you, or what?" Jounouchi blurted out, his head tilted as he tried to get eye contact.

"Hmpf. None of your business." He said rudely. All plans of not getting the blond angry seemed to have temporarily vanished, as he wished to protect his plan of moving even more so.

"So what is it then?" The blond asked, not even bothered by his temper.

"Didn't you hear me?" Kaiba snapped, glaring.

"Yes." Katsuya replied simply. Seto made an annoyed sigh and went back to work. After a few extra moments of trying to stare the brunet down, the blond did as well. Perhaps because the teacher was ogling him with spite. Not that it mattered. Though he did smirk as he saw the scene through the corner of his eye. But he didn't comment as it might make Jounouchi start a conversation with him. And right now he was trying to work. Even if his mind kept persisting on going back to his Jounouchi problem. Because, obviously, there was a part inside him that was quite against the fact that he was going to pretend everything was normal. But. since that part also wanted to kiss Jounouchi, he was quite sure it shouldn't be listened to.

"God, I hate her." Katsuya muttered darkly, staring at the teacher who had their back turned against them. To get some sort of revenge, the blond stuck out his tongue at her, grinning widely at the fact that she couldn't see. He looked very proud of himself. Kaiba on the other hand pretended he didn't know Jounouchi, not wanting to be associated with such childish acts. When brown orbs turned to him, still grinning proudly, he merely shook his head and sighed in disapproval. Katsuya glared at him for not being on his side. Though he got over it quickly and started to doodle in his notebook instead.

"Want me to sketch you, Kaiba?" The blond asked, looking up at him. Blue eyes were confused.

"Why would I want that?" Jounouchi shrugged carelessly.

"I don't know." He said, still staring at him, awaiting an answer.

"…"

"…"

"Do whatever you want." Seto brushed off after a moments silence, returning to pretend to read his papers.

"Okay, be still and don't move around." The blond instructed, appearing enthusiastic. The CEO raised an eyebrow at his comment. "Hehe, right. As if you move at all." The blond said, scratching the back of his head. Right afterwards he took his pencil in his hand and started to sketch, appearing fully focused. Kaiba glanced at him from time to time, but otherwise appeared focused on his papers as well. He was quite good at pretending, he'd learned. After about three minutes the blond spoke once more.

"Alright! I'm done!" He said proudly, extending his quickly drawn sketch to the other. Blue eyes stared disapprovingly at the picture before handing it back.

"I don't even know why I expected anything good…" He said, more so in a mumble to himself. Katsuya growled.

"Do it better yourself then, you jerk!" He said loudly to his companion, ripping out the used paper and throwing it away.

"Jounouchi, concentrate on the subject instead of making conversation!" The female teacher lectured while glaring. The blond groaned, making the CEO smirk in amusement.

"Oh, shut up…" Katsuya mumbled before focusing on his book once more, trying to learn.

His inside felt empty. Empty because this day would be like all the other days. There would be nothing special about it. At all. Everything seemed to go back into routine.

XxxX

The class exited the classroom, everyone wanting to go to lunch as soon as possible. Though one pair remained, one of them writing and the other one glaring at the writing teen.

"Come on Kaiba!" Jounouchi groaned, leaning his head on his hand. "Stop your damn work! It's lunch now!"

"No one told you to stay." Seto replied calmly while writing at the same time.

"Guess what, I can think for myself!" Jounouchi said sarcastically.

"Then go and eat by yourself."

"That's no fun!"

"Eat with your friends then." The brunet declared, making the blond grow silent in his seat.

"…" With a deep sigh Katsuya seemed to accept the fact that they weren't going anywhere soon, so he sank down in his chair, faced upwards and started to stare. And he seemed to make sure he made deep, heavy, bored sighs many times. The CEO ignored it of course.

All because he was contemplating. Wondering. Where were his limits with Jounouchi? How far could he go?

"Are you two going to stay here and work?" The teacher asked, standing by the door, ready to leave.

"Yes." The brunet said shortly.

"Should I leave the door opened or closed?" She asked, awaiting the younger man's order. The CEO was silent for a moment, pausing, before giving his answer.

"Closed." He said calmly, his eyes never meeting hers but remained on his work.

"Alright. Goodbye you two." She said, closing the door behind her. Kaiba smirked inwardly. Katsuya groaned.

"I'm bored…"

"Too bad."

"How long is that thing going to take?"

"Don't know."

"Gah! I'll rip those evil papers away from your workaholic hands if you don't stop working soon!" He threatened, glaring. Seto turned his gaze to meet the other one's and smirked.

"No…you wouldn't." He stated calmly, and the blond glared angrily. "Go and do something. Don't disturb me."

"What the hell is there to do in an empty classroom!"

"How should I know? I'm not looking for entertainment." The shorter of the two sighed, frustrated, but rose up from his seat once more and started to walk around in the room, reading messages on some desks. But soon, he was bored once more. And he started to walk to his only companion in the room.

The brunet pretended to read, trying to find something appropriate to do. He wanted to be close with the blond one last time, as cliché and outright sentimental as it sounds. But he had no idea how he would achieve that petty goal. Just grabbing the other was out of the question. It needed to be more subtle. So he wouldn't understand the feelings he harboured for the man. But how? They were alone now. Shouldn't it be the perfect moment to strike?

His face frowned at the paper in front of him. Why, he didn't know. Perhaps because it didn't provide any answer to his problem. Or perhaps because he was displeased with himself. He had no idea how to act. He had no perception of an acceptable goodbye. Nor was he that knowing in other people's emotions. Computers and technology, that was his thing. Everything not alive. Things that had an obvious reason and purpose. Those were easy to understand. But humans…sometimes he couldn't even figure himself out. How on earth was he supposed to know when he had crossed the line with the blond? And how was he supposed to know when Jounouchi figured him out, if at all?

Slow footsteps behind him made him tune back to reality and the current moment. But he didn't look behind him, trying to see what Jounouchi was up to. No, he waited.

The blond walked to his side, stopping there, looking down with his brown eyes.

"Done yet?" He asked, hopefully.

"What makes you think that?" Seto replied, smirking. The blond groaned and folded his arms. Clearly upset. But then it appeared as if he got an idea, and his face seemed to light up.

"Fine! Then I'll just sit here very casually until you're done!" He said with a smirk and his head held high. Then he nonchalantly sat on the brunet's desk, on top of some papers, his legs crossed as he attempted to look very arrogant and "casual". Seto frowned. His immediate reaction was to scold the other and to push him away from his material. But then something hit him. He could take advantage of this situation. This is what he's been waiting for.

And he smirked, pleased with himself, and let go of his pen and paper. The blond didn't notice as he looked the other direction, trying to ignore the other. His heart pumped faster, exited over what could happen. Gracefully he lifted himself from his chair and stood straight, hands in pockets. His blue eyes shone with interest as they laid upon his romantic interest. His feet guided him, and he soon stood in front of the blond. Katsuya must've noticed something move in the corner of his eye as his head turned quickly, staring with confused eyes at the brunet.

"What do you think you're doing?" Kaiba asked, his voice not threatening at all. Instead it held a calm tone mixed with hidden affections he hoped weren't picked out. The blond jerked back and unfolded his arms, his hands placed at the edge of the desk, holding it securely. His legs spread, no longer crossed, in case he had to escape quickly. He seemed to fear the man in front of him, as he appeared angered that he was sitting on his belongings.

"Uh…sitting?" He tried, pulling back a bit. Seto smirked and moved closer, his thigh brushing against Katsuya's knee. He slowly took out his hands, freeing them from his pockets. They were very much needed at the current moment. Brown orbs looked at him, and Jounouchi seemed to contemplate if he was going to be hurt by him. Kaiba ignored his companion's worries, leaning his head down. Being taller than the other was a big pleasure of his, but right now he wanted to be closer.

"B-but I could sit somewhere else you know, if you just mo-" The blond tried, alarmed by the CEO's extremely unusual behaviour. Unfortunately he found himself being interrupted, not able to finish his way out.

"No…I think this is quite alright." Seto said in a low voice, whispering, looking into brown eyes. Katsuya made a small gasp, pulling back even more, not used to this peculiar behaviour. The brunet noticed, acknowledging that he had to calm the other down. Keeping the eye contact, his left hand seeked out Jounouchi's, placing itself on top of it, gently squeezing, trying to reassure the other. The blond broke the eye contact, his eyes being torn away as soon as skin met skin. The brunet worried. Would he be pushed away?

Brown eyes stared at their hands for an eternity it seemed, trying to figure out what he thought of the situation. Kaiba stood still, waiting, appearing as calm and unfazed as ever. His smirk, gone, like it was never there, and his eyes were cold by his inner walls, as if affection had never been shown.

Slowly, Katsuya directed his gaze at him, his eyes not telling what was going on in his mind. Seto looked back, the eye contact never breaking, since he didn't want to show weakness. Didn't want to show his fear of a simple rejection. But, to his dismay, he felt the hand under his move. Away. And he was right. The body heat of the other was lost, Jounouchi had pulled back his hand. Leaving his alone to rest on the desk. Still, his eyes remained cold, not even bothered. Inside however was a different story. He was angry with himself, for thinking that he could push the limits so far. He had made the other retreat. It was all his fault.

But he didn't step aside, still standing there. Because he was unsure of what to do. Should he explain his act? Or behave as if nothing had been done? He weighted the options in his head during the short second afterwards, finding it quite extraordinary how many thoughts that could run through his mind during such a short period of time. But something made them all stop, giving his mind a complete shut down.

He felt fingers brush against his own.

His blue eyes looked down so he could confirm what was going on. And indeed it was so. Jounouchi's hand went to his, the foreign fingers pushing themselves between his.

A weight had suddenly been lifted off his shoulders.

His gaze returned to look at the blond in the eyes, only finding the familiar warmth and strength he usually carried. Alongside with a small, yet awfully comforting, smile. The brunet didn't know what to do now, yet found himself gently squeezing the small grip he had of the other's fingers. In return, he felt Katsuya's thumb make slow caresses on his own, in the shape of circles. Shivers went down his spine.

Why was it so hard to form thoughts right now?

It was a trance. He was sure of it. This was not his usual behaviour. He was clearly schizophrenic. Insane. It was wrong. He shouldn't care about him the way he did. If he simply stepped aside and walked away all would be good. If he just -

"Kaiba…" Jounouchi breathed out softly. The brunet's thoughts changed, as if a switch had been put off. He loved this too much. And he didn't even want to let go anymore. If Jounouchi finds out, so be it. He'd be gone by the end of the day anyhow.

His eyes looked into Katsuya's. He felt content. For some reason all his problems seemed to vanish rapidly whenever he was with him. Except for the constant worry of the blond finding out. Yet…right now he didn't care. But he didn't want to talk. Maybe he would say the wrong thing to Jounouchi and ruin everything. So he ignored that the other ever spoke.

He slowly raised his free hand to the height of the other's face. Debating if he should run his fingers through that golden hair. Deciding it wouldn't hurt, and it was his last day, he slowly reached forward. Eventually his fingers brushed against Jounouchi's forehead, trying to figure out if this action was permitted by the other. Brown eyes closed, appearing relaxed, and Katsuya leaned slightly forward, allowing the skin contact. Seto smirked, pleased. His hand trailed to the side, coming in contact with the mass of hair, stroking it affectionately. The blond still had his eyes closed, but inched forward even more, his face almost touching Kaiba's chest. The brunet felt the warmth breath continuing to touch him, feeling a small sense of excitement over it. His face lowered, decreasing the distance to the top of Jounouchi's head. So close. He could smell him. Was it apple? Interesting choice of shampoo… He very much approved, taking in the scent as quietly as he could. His free hand continued to caress that beautiful hair, wearing a small smirk. Just like Jounouchi.

Somewhere around all this taking place, both had moved their bodies forward. Kaiba, still standing between Katsuya's spread legs, had his thighs pressed by the blond's inner ones. Katsuya's free hand held securely onto the brunet's upper arm, pulling closer and making sure the other wouldn't go. The hand he used to hold Kaiba's continued to make small strokes on his fingers.

Seto's hand stopped moving, his mind daring to make a new request. So he obeyed, his fingers trailing away from that golden hair, coming to touch Jounouchi's face instead. Brown eyes opened, staring up into his own blue ones, as the had came to his cheek. He looked down, trying to see if Katsuya had any objections, but could find none. So he continued, the tips of his fingers brushing against the other one's cheekbone, down to the jaw, following the jaw line until those lips were close, guiding his fingers to them instead.

He hadn't noticed his heavy breathing, completely focused of the other and his body.

But he didn't touch them. No, he didn't dare. It was a forbidden territory, only giving permission to a person who was receiving Jounouchi's affections. A person he would never be. His smirk faded into a thin line as he moved his hand away from the area he was not allowed to feel.

His hand he held Jounouchi's with broke free, and other hand retreated. Brown orbs stared confusedly at him, though not asking any question. He didn't have any time to. Jounouchi's waist soon found two hands occupied on it on each side. They gently slid downwards, stopping at the end of his blue school jacket. Then they pulled themselves under the jacket and shirt, moving up, to his now unprotected upper body. Seto's eyes didn't show any sign of worry, looking as uncaring as ever. At least, he thought he did. So far, the sitting teen hadn't protested, remaining still, looking into his eyes. Their faces were closer now, only a decimetre between their noses.

Feeling as if he had no restrictions now, his hands left the safe area of resting on the top of Jounouchi's pants, and moved up, touching Katsuya's bare skin under his shirt and jacket. Warmth. The first thing he briefly noticed. Soft, the second thing he noted. More didn't have time to process, as the blond gasped at his touch, brown eyes widened. Seto narrowed his, slightly worried.

"Shit, your hands are cold!" Katsuya uttered, his back straightened after the touch. Seto sighed inwardly, disappointed, retreating his hands. Why must his hands work against him!

Just as he was about to move his hands out, Jounouchi grabbed his arms, stopping his motion.

"No." He said with narrowed brown eyes, seeming displeased over Seto's choice of action. Blue eyes stared disbelievingly down at the shorter boy, not able to comprehend why he'd want his hands to be kept there.

"It's just that…it's so hot now, with summer and all… And I…your hands could cool me down a bit, you know?" Katsuya said, as if able to hear his question. The brunet nodded, not feeling discouraged anymore, and returned his hands to the blond one's skin. They guided themselves to his back, moving up, yet at the same time pulling the other closer. Jounouchi, now relaxed, rested his forehead on Seto's chest, his hands on his waist. They trailed down to his hips, then up to his waist again. The process repeated, his hands moving down just a little bit further each time they went down. And the brunet surely enjoyed it, smirking in satisfaction.

At the same time, he roamed his hands over Jounouchi's upper body. It felt well-built. He could feel the different muscles under his touch, never wanting to let go. The fact he had turned into a very needy man was strongly ignored. He didn't want to care about anything right now, wanting to live in the moment for once.

After a few more minutes he heard the other mumble against his chest. His voice was a bit muffled, but the silence in the room made it clear.

"What's wrong?" Jounouchi asked, his hands stopping at his waist, holding it. Seto looked down at the blond with narrowed eyes, not understanding.

"Who said anything's wrong?"

"Well, you don't usually act like this, you know. Something's up." The blond stated, turning his head so he looked back. The brunet smirked, his hands placed at the blond's waist as well.

"Are you complaining?"

"…No."

"Good." He said, starting to move his hands all over the other again, moving to Jounouchi's chest and stomach. He felt the other starting to breathe heavily as Katsuya's forehead pressed against his chest. Their position made it a bit hard for him to have full access over his front, but he decided not to complain. It's not as if he wanted the other further away.

But a thought pestered his mind, not giving him inner peace. He craved some sort of spoken confirmation that the other cared. Not that he had any idea why he did, he simply did. It wouldn't leave him alone. So he leaned closer to the other's ear, murmuring huskily.

"Jounouchi…" He said, demanding the other one's attention.

"Yeah?" He answered, wearing a smirk, pushing his face to the crook of Seto's neck, breathing on it. His hands went to the back of the brunet, moving upwards, only to stop at his broad shoulders, holding on tightly. Pulling closer. The CEO only started to breathe more heavily, but had his mind focused on what he wished to ask.

"Would you miss me…if I was gone?" He asked calmly into Jounouchi's ear, making slow caresses on his bare back. The blond, apparently taken by surprise, shot his head away from where he'd rested, looking into blue eyes.

"…What?" He asked, confused. His eyes narrowed, appearing worried for some reason. Kaiba immediately understood he shouldn't have asked that question, and tried to shrug it off.

"Forget it." But the blond didn't seem to hear or care, opening his mouth to speak once more.

"What do you mean 'gone'?" He asked. Brown eyes seemed more worried now. Perhaps he was exposing his plans. He shouldn't. He should make the other think of something else. He didn't want to say farewell. After all, he was never the one who was good with goodbyes.

"Nothing."

"No! What do you mean with 'gone'? Tell me!" Jounouchi persisted, his hands now grabbing onto Seto's collar, glaring. Thinking he must push away all thoughts of him moving, he answered the first safe thing that came to his mind. His outside however didn't appear bothered by the conversation.

"For example…death." He stated calmly.

"Are you…going to die? Are you sick?" He asked, his grip on his collar starting loosen. Kaiba snorted rudely.

"What? What ever gave you that idea?" He asked, and Jounouchi's somewhat sensitive side disappeared, as he glared angrily up at the man.

"You!" He bellowed, his fists completely released from Kaiba's collar, as they were clenched in mid-air.

"Stop imagining things." Seto said coldly, his hands retreating from Jounouchi's body, and to his pockets.

"So…you're not going to die?"

"Of course not. If I would, I would hardly be in school."

"You promise?"

"Promise what?"

"That you're not going to die."

"Not that I know of anyway."

"I'm going to hold you to that." He said with a confident smirk, folding his arms as he looked up cockily at the brunet. Seto smirked.

"Or what?" He asked teasingly.

"I'll revive you and kick your ass." Katsuya replied with a grin.

"Hmpf. As if. You wouldn't even be able to beat me if I was dead." Kaiba teased, making the other growl.

"Can too!" He said as he hit Kaiba's chest with his fist. Seto merely looked down with his all-knowing smirk and didn't reply. Katsuya stared back for a while, grinning. Seto wasn't sure why however, remaining as he stood before, hands in pockets. After a moment of silence the blond made a small sigh, then rested his face on Kaiba's chest once more, taking the brunet by surprise. But instead of pushing him away he allowed him to stay there. With no hesitation at all did he put his left hand on the other one's thigh, letting it casually rest there. No one spoke, yet the silence wasn't dreadful. It was comfortable. Though he started to ponder when he had to return to reality again. When lunch was over people would come into the classroom. And Jounouchi would be awfully hungry. Perhaps they should leave this peaceful sanctuary…

"Yes." Jounouchi said with a firm voice, his right side of his face still resting against his chest. Had he read his mind?

"Hm? Yes what?" Seto asked, knowing for sure he hadn't spoken out his thoughts. And as far as he knew, Katsuya couldn't read minds. The blond slowly pushed away from the other, staring up into blue eyes. Brown eyes seemed to glimmer, just for a second, before he spoke.

"Yes, I'd miss you if you were gone." He said, answering his previous question. Seto's eyes widened, his heart filled with both joy and sorrow. For on one hand, he was happy he'd be missed. But on the other, Jounouchi would be sad tomorrow. Or at least when he figures it out. He didn't want that. "So don't go off and fucking die." He added, grinning, and having a threatening voice. The brunet stared affectionately into his eyes, his free hand moving to Jounouchi's cheek, caressing it. He seemed surprised by the gesture at first, but didn't object, closing his brown eyes, and rested against the hand contently.

"I won't." He stated calmly, and the blond smiled. He loved that smile. It suited him so well. Which was quite an rare thing for him to think, as he usually detested smiles on people. Except on his brother of course.

His hand that rested on Katsuya's thigh rose up, seeking out the other side of Jounouchi's face, holding it as well. The blond slowly opened his eyes, finding the brunet's face close. Their breaths mixed into one. Slow motions from Seto's thumb gently caressed his object of affection as he moved his forward, down to the other. Their foreheads met, and they stayed like that, as close as they possibly could without crossing a line. Kaiba's hands trailed down to the blond's neck, and Jounouchi had his at the back of the brunet's head. After a moment, the sitting teen started to chuckle, bewildering the CEO who raised an eyebrow. What could possibly amuse him in a situation like this? As if hearing his question, Katsuya spoke out.

"This is the most fucked up friendship throughout the centuries." He said, grinning. Seto's confusion disappeared, and he smirked.

"You didn't expect anything normal, did you? It's me, after all." He said with a teasing voice. The blond smiled, though he didn't see, his eyes were closed.

"Of course I didn't. Nothing's ever normal with you. Though I didn't expect this either." He answered truthfully.

"Want it to be different?"

"Hell no." It could not be explained how extremely satisfied and absolutely overjoyed he became with those two words. He smirked affectionately down at the other. But it didn't matter. Both had their eyes closed.

Fingers stroked his hair, he noted. And he answered with doing the same.

But when one are in a bliss, there is always something to bring them down. To push them off their throne, down to the cold, hard floor.

He heard a noise. A faint one. Barely audible. But extremely recognizable. Instantly he knew what it was. It was coming from his briefcase. Duty called. Damn technology for inventing cell phones. He made an inward sigh as he straightened himself and pulled back his hands, his legs moving backwards. The blond quickly opened his eyes, surprised, and put his legs around the brunet so he couldn't get away. He glared up, his legs squeezing firmly against Seto's own.

"Where are you going?" He asked with narrowed eyes. Kaiba smirked, liking the fact that he didn't want him to go.

"My phone. Probably business." He said coolly, making a gesture towards his briefcase. Brown eyes looked at where it was and released the brunet from his grip.

"Oh…" He said, staring at the floor. Kaiba wasted no time with him any longer, taking out his phone as swiftly as he could, staring at the back of Jounouchi in the meantime. Did his jacket and hair seem messier than before?

"Kaiba speaking." He answered without thinking.

"Good afternoon. It's Koji, sir." His employee greeted. "I hope I didn't disturb you, I know that you've got school now."

"But you did disturb me. So make it quick." Seto stated rudely, aggravated by the fact that he had to be torn apart from Jounouchi. This was their final day after all.

"Of course. Sorry, sir. Anyway, I saw in my mailbox that you wished to speak about Arisu with me. About a date on Wednesday?"

"Yes. It's been awhile." Even if Jounouchi wasn't going with them, they still needed to feed the media.

"Alright. I'll tell her. Don't worry about it, I'll take care of everything."

"Hn."

"Is there anything else?"

"No. That's all." He said coldly, ending the call immediately. The brunet turned his head, looking curiously at him. Seto smirked and put his phone down, walking over to him. Jounouchi made a faint smile. Though, he stopped when he was behind him, deciding to have Jounouchi like that instead. So he reached out his hands and held his waist, and forcefully pulled Jounouchi to him, feeling his back against his chest. Katsuya of course yelped, extremely surprised by the action, but relaxed after a few minutes, sitting contently on the desk. The brunet moved one of his hands downwards on Jounouchi, from the waist to his thighs. The blond started to breathe heavily, which satisfied the CEO. His own face rested in the crook of Jounouchi's neck, his eyes closed, having the strongest urge ever to suck.

"Now…I have a question…" He said calmly, his hand slowly moving to Jounouchi's inner thigh, dangerously close to his crouch. The other one had found itself resting on the blond one's heart, feeling it pump.

"Mhm…" He replied, obviously distracted.

"Though I already think I know the answer…" Kaiba continued, talking slowly. He felt Jounouchi's heart beat increase, pumping hard.

"Yeah?" He said through a strained voice.

"Are you hungry?" Kaiba asked, his lips whispering into Jounouchi's ear, making him stiffen. A troubled chuckle escaped from his throat as he answered.

"Always."

"Then…you may accompany me. I'm going to eat lunch at a restaurant today. If you want, you can come." Seto continued, hoping he'd say yes. Meanwhile his fingers continued to brush near the forbidden area, yet moving slightly away. The blond grinned, directing his gaze at the other.

"Are you asking me out?" He teased.

"Of course not." Seto said after a snort, smirking. The blond seemed unmoved by the answer.

"I'll go then." He declared.

"Good." Fingers trailed back, and Jounouchi gasped. Seto smirked. But it quickly faded when the blond suddenly jumped away from him.

"Shouldn't we get going?" Katsuya asked, appearing stressed, standing with his face turned to the wall instead of Kaiba, who only got the see his back. He'd turn him around personally if it wasn't for the desk between them.

"Sure…" He replied suspiciously. "Though I need to call my driver first, then -"

"Good! Sounds good! You do that, and I'll go to the bathroom. Wait for me, okay?"

"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Nothing! Just really need to go to the bathroom. Damn it's really hot!" He said, taking of his jacket and held it in front of him, walking to the exit. Kaiba raised an eyebrow at him, annoyed.

"Turn around, moron."

"No! Gotta go! Bye!" The blond said in a hurried voice before opening the door and sprinting away. He could hear his running from inside, as well as his screaming. He thought he detected a faint "Out of my way!".

He glared at the door, not understanding what on earth was going on. With a sigh, he gave up, and reached for his phone, calling for his driver to pick them up. After doing that he patiently stood outside the bathroom door, feeling like an idiot. Did he come on to strong?

Hmpf. Stupid question. Of course he had. Dammit, no wonder Jounouchi wouldn't even look at him. And now the moron is hiding in the bathroom. Great. He glared at the floor, as if blaming it for his mistakes. A few minutes afterwards the blond did come out, appearing normal once more.

"You waited…" Katsuya said. He seemed surprised by that. Seto snorted.

"Let's go and not waste any more time. You took an eternity in there." He said rudely, starting to walk to the exit. The shorter of the two made a small blush which quickly faded.

"Uh…sorry…I was just-" He started, but mumbled incoherently, before speaking properly again. "-you know…"

"Hmpf. If you're sick, tell me. I don't want you to contaminate me."

"I'm not sick! Promise!" He defended, his hand on his chest. Kaiba glanced at him suspiciously, but kept quiet.

"…" Katsuya looked uneasy at him as they walked out to the limousine waiting for them. His hand then rested on Kaiba's upper arm.

"You're not mad or anything?" He asked.

"…No." Seto said, smirking, as if to show he was alright. He immediately regretted it, now knowing why he did so to begin with. Though he did see the other smile back at him.

XxxX

The black vehicle pulled up in front of the restaurant Seto usually visited when he met with business clients. It was known for its good food, and he had hoped Jounouchi would appreciate it as well. Though one never knows. Perhaps he was simply into junk food rather than things that actually are tasteful. Not to mention not filled with grease.

The chauffeur stepped out, stepping outside to open the door for them. The brunet took a hold of his briefcase, waiting. Just as the door opened and he was about to step out, Jounouchi objected.

"Wait…!" The blond said, grabbing his arm and pulling him back. Blue eyes widened, temporarily unable to react in any other way. Katsuya reached his hands to the brunet's hair, running his fingers through it, appearing to concentrate.

"What are you doing?" Kaiba hissed.

"Your hair was messy… Hehe sorry about that." He explained, letting go after he had fixed the hair. Blue eyes stared at him in disbelief. "I just thought you didn't want other people to see something imperfect." He declared, giving an answer to the question in the brunet's mind. Seto nodded, and stepped out, followed by the blond. The driver closed the door behind them and went back to his seat and drove away without being told to. It was a habit now. Kaiba never did like to have to say what he wanted. He simply wanted it to happen anyway.

As they were about to walk inside Jounouchi hesitated. Blue eyes looked back at his companion, raising an eyebrow in question, wondering why he was slowing them down so much.

"What?"

"It's just that…I don't think I'm dressed properly…I mean…this place is fancy and I…" He started out, looking at the entrance door as if it would eat him.

"I'm in my uniform as well, moron." Seto explained calmly.
"I know that! Jerk!" The blond said angrily before continuing. "But you're famous, so you get to dress however you want. I'm just…"

"You're wasting my time. Hurry, or you won't get any food." Kaiba said in a bored tone before walking inside. Katsuya hesitated, but followed quickly, not before making a defiant growl however. As if he could resist the promise of food. Once inside a waiter awaited, standing by a small and high tree table.

"Have you made reservations?" He asked, not bothering to give them a look, checking the reservation list instead. Brown eyes glared at the rudeness, but made no comment.

"No." Kaiba said calmly.

"Then you can't -"

"Yes. I can." He declared with a smirk. Jounouchi looked at him, confused. The waiter did as well, but his expression was of another. Recognition.

"Mr Kaiba! So sorry about that! Please forgive me." He said in a apologetic manner, his behaviour completely changed. Seto smirked in approval.

"Eh?" The blond uttered, even more bewildered than before.

"Let me show you to your table." He said, grabbing two menus as he led the way. The pair followed, the taller one calmly and the shorter one more shyly. It was obvious he didn't feel he belonged. Though, once the waiter had left them to themselves to decide what course they would have, he relaxed a bit.

"See! I told you! Everyone in here wears something fancy!" He spoke out quietly while glaring at the brunet, pointing at random guests to prove his point. The CEO watched him amusedly as he was making a fool out of himself, drawing attention to him because of the pointing. For some reason or another, he didn't really care about appearances today, enjoying the fact that Jounouchi was being himself. Perhaps because it was the last time he would see him. Though he didn't like to think of himself as such a person that would go to such uncharacteristic measures simply because of this being their final day.

"You couldn't just take us somewhere normal. Nooo, it just had to be a place like this. How the hell am I going to pay? You did this on purpose, didn't you, you sneaky bastard…!"

"…"

"All I wanted was a pizza. But no, everything is written in French here! I failed French! I'm not even capable of ordering from a menu! You're laughing inside, aren't you! Probably enjoying this too. Asshole…!" He muttered out darkly. The brunet remained quiet, staring emotionlessly at him as he rambled.

"…"

"I hate this place already…"

"Are you done?" Seto asked, noticing the blond quieted down.

"…Yes." Katsuya replied after a pause of thinking.

"Good. Now, before you throw another fit, you should know that the Japanese written menu is on the other side." He said with a smirk. Jounouchi sighed in frustration at himself, mumbling that the French was unnecessary. The CEO ignored it and continued to smirk somewhat affectionately.

"And I will pay for your dinner." He assured, his eyes going back to his own menu, contemplating what he could chose.

"What? No! I didn't say those things so you would pay for me -"

"I know."

"You don't have to. I can pay for myself."

"And buy yourself what? A salad?" Kaiba mocked with a snort.

"Just because you've got money doesn't mean you should look down on others that don't!"

"Right now, I'm not."

"I'll pay you back." Jounouchi promised.

"Not necessary."

"Yes, it is."

"I told you, no."

"Dammit, you've already paid for me at the zoo! That's enough, I can pay for myself." He declared, trying to keep his independence.

"Suit yourself." Kaiba said with a light shrug. It's not as if they'd meet again after this day. He could believe all he wanted that he'd pay the CEO back.

Brown eyes stared at him for a minute before going back to his menu. They remained quiet for a while, the silence being that of an uncomfortable one. Eventually Katsuya broke it.

"So…what're you going to order?"

"A traditional sushi. You?"

"Eh…I have no idea." He said with an embarrassed grin, scratching the back of his head. Seto smirked.

"You can have yourself a pizza, if that's what your annoying stomach desire." He offered, remembering Jounouchi's small outburst.

"What? Are we going to leave already?" He asked, surprise, ignoring the insult.

"No."

"But…they don't serve pizza here."

"I know." The brunet said, doing a hand gesture, signalling for the waiter to come.

"Then, how -" Katsuya started off, interrupted by the waiter's arrival.

"What are your orders?"

"Sushi and a pizza." The CEO declared as casually as ever. Both men looked at him like he was insane.

"I'm sorry sir, but we don't serve -"

"Then buy one."

"Kaiba!" Jounouchi hissed, urging him not to.

"I'm the customer. And I want to have a pizza. Get me one." He told the waiter in a serious tone.

"Sir, you must understand. A restaurant with this high status can't just -"

"Then we're leaving. I refuse to make such trouble over such a simple dish." Seto said with no apparent facial expression, rising up from his chair. Katsuya continued to look at him like he was crazy.

"Wait." The waiter said, urging with a hand gesture for the CEO to sit down.

"We'll serve you a pizza, if that is what you wish." He complied, if a bit reluctantly. Jounouchi gaped at the scene. The businessman smirked inwardly.

"What the hell!" The blond mouthed to the brunet who ignored him completely.

"Good." Kaiba said with a approving curt nod.

"What kind of pizza do you wish to have, Mr Kaiba?" The waiter asked in a tone that hinted to bitterness. The said CEO turned his gaze to the man in front of him, telling Katsuya to say what topping he wanted to have.

"Uh…kebab would be fine."

"Kebab it is." The brunet declared to the waiter who gave a small nod before walking away in a quick manner. Perhaps to find the phone number to some pizza place. He smirked to himself as he watched. This wasn't quite bad, now was it?

"Dammit ,why'd you do that?" Katsuya mumbled with a glare. Though he didn't truly seem all that upset.

"You wanted a pizza. Be grateful I got you one." He explained simply, not bothering to give him as much as a glance. The blond sighed.

"I really don't get you. One minute you're nice. Then you're not. Then you start being rude about the fact that you were nice at all!" He complained, his brown eyes staring suspiciously at the brunet who decided to be quiet. Because Kaiba didn't really desire for Jounouchi to truly understand him. Then he might realize why he treated him the way he did. "I'm going to get a headache because of this…"

"…" Yet, there was nothing interested to look at. So blue eyes stared into brown for once, holding a firm gaze. His lips were not curved into a smirk, but flat, no expression at all. The blond looked focused, almost concentrated. His brow knitted and arms folded. Tense perhaps. But after a moment he let out a small sigh and looked down the floor instead.

"But…thanks." He mumbled. Seto gave a him a small nod, showing he had heard it. A small, narcissistic smirk also started to slowly grow on his lips, eventually turning into a full one. Katsuya couldn't help but notice, and growled.

"Quit being so full of yourself!" He ordered, glaring.

"…" Kaiba remained quiet, looking arrogantly at him with the same smirk as if mocking him.
"I was just being polite." He explained, hoping to wipe it off his face. No such luck however, which only led to a frustrated Katsuya and an amused Seto.

"Gah!" Jounouchi voiced, though not all too loud, not wanting any of the people's attention on him.

"How articulate of you." Kaiba commented, mocking him. He only received a full glare, which he for some reason liked at the current moment. Sometimes it was too amusing to annoy the other. He was so easily aggravated at times.

XxxX

"Damn I'm full!" The blond declared with a grin, relaxing back in his chair while rubbing his stomach contently. Seto snorted, still not quite finished with his dish. The other just threw down that pizza like it was water. He wasn't even sure if he'd chewed.

"What a miracle."

"Ha. Ha." Katsuya said sarcastically, rolling his eyes. "Smart-ass." He said, as if reflex.

"Imbecile." Seto answered in the same manner as before taking another bite, his eyes never leaving his plate.

"Snob." Katsuya added.

"Loser."

"Bastard." And so on went their half-hearted argument, giving each other insults, but with vague anger or irritation. Mostly it was a habit. Somehow it didn't really bother either of them, each man appearing unfazed by what the other had to say. A comfortable thing to do when no topic entered and an uncomfortable silence would only be the result. Though few could probably understand this, it made perfect sense to both of them.

Kaiba put away his eating utensils, showing he was done. The blond's eyes noticed, looking expectantly at him.

"Are we leaving now?"

"Yes."

"You know we're already late for class, right?" He asked with a teasing grin, trying to surprise his companion. But the brunet already knew of this.

"Yes."

"Okay, good. Just thought you should know." Katsuya said with a shrug before rising up from his chair. Seto did the same after leaving money on the table, and walked to the exit with him by his side. He smirked inwardly. It felt so satisfying having the other like this. Having him walk by his side through the restaurant, showing that Katsuya was his.

Well, not his per se, but he felt as if he was.

"Was the meal to your satisfaction, Mr Kaiba?" The waiter asked as they returned to the entrance and exit of the restaurant. The CEO gave the man a cold glare before answering him in a bored tone.

"Yes."

"And…the pizza was enjoyable?" He asked the blond. Katsuya grinned and did a thumbs up.

"Yup. It was awesome, man." He answered truthfully.

"I'm pleased to hear that." The waiter said with a small, strained smile. Then he took out two small plastic bags, causing the pair to raise their eyebrows.

"Here. Take this, on the behalf on me and the personnel." He said with a small apologetic nod, giving them both one small bag each. They seemed to contain a sort of candy, and had a green ribbon. Blue eyes glared at it, not seeing a purpose. Jounouchi looked quite happy, opening it at once.

"What is this for?" Kaiba asked, eyeing the object in his hand with suspicion. Did this contain poison? Perhaps he should warn Jounouchi… Or maybe not. Too late already.

"I wanted to apologize for my rude behaviour earlier, and hope we can put that behind us. I am sure you know you're a valued customer, Mr Kaiba." Aha…it was a gift out of fear. Fear that he wouldn't return. Fear that he was too offended before, concerning the pizza. The brunet frowned, but his companion happily started to eat the toffee.

"Hmpf. Next time, don't give me any gifts." He said rudely as he turned around and walked away, not concerned with small-talk. Jounouchi noticed and said his good-bye before jogging after the other.

Perhaps Mokuba would enjoy this sort of candy…

"You know, he was only trying to be nice." Katsuya lectured, but not really scolding. He was too wrapped up in his eating to bother.

"Don't care."

"Yeah, I kind of figured that out." The blond said with a grin. "Dammit, this high-class candy is really good! You should try one." He said with encouraging eyes. Blue eyes stared at the content of his small bag, contemplating. Eventually he simple frowned at it.

"No."

"Aw, come on! I swear, it's like the best toffee ever!"

"Then eat it and be quiet." He ordered, waiting for the limousine to come. He could already see it making its way through the street. Automatically did his eyes go to his watch, noting the time. 13:34. Hm. They were going to miss almost the entire English class. Well…he could just lie and say he had been at a meeting. Always worked.

"But you have to try one." Katsuya insisted.

"Later."

"Aha! Now you promised! I'm holding you to that."

"Whatever." He shrugged off, entering the black vehicle after the door was opened. His comrade did as well, seating himself next to him with a smug look. Seto openly sighed at him as the door was being closed.

"What now, Jounouchi?" He asked, noticing the other one's facial expression.

"Oh, nothing."

"I'll find out sooner or later. You know that."

"Mhm." And with that reply did Kaiba turn away, looking out the window instead. Ignoring the other always brought out his answers. Buildings passed him by, people as well, as the clock ticked away. After merely a minute or two he could hear the other one speak to him again. He cracks so quickly…

"Kaiba?"

"Hn."

"Can I have your candy?" He asked with his nicest voice. The brunet snorted rudely.

"No."

"Why not! Cheap bastard! You're not even eating it."

"It's for Mokuba." He calmly explained.

"Oh…" Jounouchi said, his reaction changed.

"But you still have to eat one, you know." He reminded, grinning like a fool.

"If it makes you shut up…" Seto muttered, opening his bag and taking one out. The blond looked at the scene as if something truly exiting was taking place. Blue eyes glared at the brown ones as he chewed.

"No." Kaiba said, continuing to eat it.

"What?"

"I don't like it."

"Impossible! It's like the best candy ever!"

"It's only candy. I don't see the whole point of it. Stop talking about it." He ordered. Katsuya sighed in a disappointed manner.

"Mine's already eaten." He complained, looking at the remaining empty bag affectionately. Seto snorted.

"Drama-queen."

"Hey! I at least deserve to be called by my own gender. If you're going to insult me, insult me right." He teased, giving the man beside him a small arrogant smile as he leaned closer to the CEO.

"That was the right way to insult you." Kaiba said, smirking to himself, his arms folded. Blue eyes glanced at the blond from the corner of his eyes. He seemed to be coming closer… Why?

As if on reflex did the brunet inch the opposite way, avoiding the blond. Katsuya seemed to notice and inched closer. A grin grew on his lips as their eyes were locked. Blue eyes stared with a minor frown at him, sort of confused by his behaviour. Jounouchi's brown eyes looked back at his. Yet soon enough he broke the gaze and his hand quickly snatched out for the toffee bag on the brunet's lap. Kaiba, noticing this quickly, and frankly being somewhat disappointed with the reason for Jounouchi's closeness, grabbed his wrist and squeezed it to punish.

"Aaah! It hurts! Let go!" He cried out, trying to yank his hand back. Kaiba released him, glaring viciously.

"What did you think you were doing!" He hissed out at the shorter one. Brown eyes stared down the floor with guilt as he massaged his wrist.

"I wanted the candy…"

"I told you, I am going to give it to Mokuba."

"I know! But I can buy the kid something else! Anything! I just really want that candy…" He answered. "I swear, it's like drugs or something. And you wouldn't want to give that to your brother, now would you?" He tried in a sneaky way. The CEO snorted at his obvious try to gain the small bag.

"Face it, you're not going to have it." He told him with a harsh voice, leaning his face down at the other to appear threatening. To his dismay, Jounouchi only smirked.

"Okay." He agreed. Kaiba narrowed his eyes. He seemed to comply too quickly…

"Alright then…" The CEO said, sitting straight once more and looking out the window. Jounouchi was however not quite done with the conversation.

"You know…your breath…smells exactly like the candy…" The blond started, his eyes showing he had plans.

"If I could just…"

"If you could just what?"

"Errm…smell it a bit…then I'd be very happy."

"Smell my breath?" Seto questioned. The blond nodded.

"You're crazy." Kaiba said after a snort.

"Come on." Katsuya said, giving the brunet a nudge.

"I said no." Seto declared, refusing to look at the person next to him. Somehow their thighs were now pressed against each other. But he didn't inch away. It felt so wonderfully strange every time they touched.

Fingers reached for his face, holding it before turning his gaze around, forcing him to look at the blond. The atmosphere had changed for him. To a more tense one. His hormones must be the cause of it as they didn't even let him protest to Jounouchi's act.

He was all too weak.

"Just open your mouth a bit…" Katsuya instructed, his eyes completely focused on his lips. Seto, who reasoned that he might as well get it over with as quickly as possible, did as told, slowly departing his lips from one another. Jounouchi smiled and leaned his face closer so he could take in the scent.

A cold voice scoffed evilly at the scene deep inside Kaiba's mind, mocking him for his incapability to resist the blond.

And he listened to it, wanting to shut it up and laugh along with it at the same time. Too torn was he, just simply desiring to lean in closer, to take away the gap between their mouths. Though it was Jounouchi's nose that was closer to him, not his mouth. No, otherwise he wouldn't be able to fully take in the delicious scent he offered.

The fingers still lingered on his face, still holding, as if afraid he'd turn away once he let go. Kaiba himself also wished to hold the other, but was not sure where would be the appropriate place. Thank God the chauffeur couldn't see any of this. If anything like this leaked out to the press, he'd surely be publicly crucified.

After thoughtful consideration did he move his hands to Jounouchi's waist, pulling closer. The blond in turn stroked his cheek while leaning just a little bit closer. Seto could clearly feel Katsuya's breath on his chin and throat, warm and oddly comforting. Just as he was about to move his hand to the blond's thigh he heard a soft protest that immediately stopped his action.

"Wait…" Jounouchi breathed out, opening his eyes. When had he closed them to begin with? The brunet scolded himself for not noticing things properly.

The shorter man pulled away, much to the dismay of the brunet's body, missing the closeness. But his face didn't show it, knowing that Katsuya would return. He could see it.

"My neck is getting so damn stiff from being turned so much…" The blond complained in a low voice. Blue eyes held the gaze with him, waiting patiently. Because he'd never speak out his craving. So he watched as the man massaged his neck for a short while, while he himself desired him, wanted him.

To his luck did the other came closer once more with a grin. He moved towards him on his knees as it was the best way to move on the seat. Seto smirked, still patient.

It came as a surprise when Katsuya stopped close to him, still on his knees next to him, but not sitting down. But the brown eyes held a comforting feeling in them, taking away his worries for the time being. Annoyingly enough did the blond seem glued to the place, not moving. His patience was running low, and his hand closest to the other slowly rose up, brushing against Katsuya's body on the way to his waist. There he stopped and held him, squeezing slightly so he could feel. Jounouchi smiled down at him and started to move again.

But it wasn't down to his seat, as Kaiba had expected. No, that was not it at all.

Jounouchi moved his right leg, leaning in to the CEO at the same time, and guided it over Kaiba's lap, only to end up on the other side. This simple movement caused the blond to sit on his lap, his legs beside Seto's thighs. Blue eyes looked a mixture of confusion and pleased, which the blond seemed quite happy about.

He still had his hand on his waist, and deemed it only fair that the other one should be as well. So he did just that, holding securely onto the blond one's waist, pulling him closer. Katsuya grinned shortly before his fingers once again found their way back to his face, stroking.

"This is better, isn't it?" The blond asked in a soft voice, his nostrils close to the CEO's lips. They curved into a smirk at the question.

"…Yes." Seto answered contently. "Much better." A small smile spread on Jounouchi's lips, his eyes almost closed. His hand started to trail down from Kaiba's face, down to his throat, and eventually ending up on his chest. The brunet didn't object, he'd be a fool if he did. Or was he a fool because he didn't object? Right now he didn't care, simply enjoying whatever he could have.

"You know…" Jounouchi's voice started out, whispering. His breath warmed Kaiba's throat as his hands were at his jacket's buttons. "It's hot in here."

"Is that so?" Seto asked with a husky voice. Brown eyes looked into his as the blond made a small smile at the comment.

"Yeah. And…I've always wondered…how you look underneath that tightly buttoned jacket of yours." He said, his voice containing his curious feeling he held over the matter. Seto smirked.

"There's only one way to find out." He stated. Katsuya gave a small nod, his brown eyes showing that he was pleased.

Fingers started slowly unbutton his blue school jacket and he found that his breathing started to betray him, getting heavier if compared to before. But the touches didn't get troubling until they came down to his stomach as he felt a feeling of excitement, which he of course tried to hide.

He might as well be smiling, Jounouchi wouldn't notice. His eyes were too occupied with staring at where he was unbuttoning. Then again, Seto Kaiba didn't smile. But…Seto Kaiba wasn't supposed to fall in love either.

Last buttoned finished. As extremely pleasurable that had been, for reasons he didn't want to think about, he was happy that the blond was done. A while more and he might've gotten too aroused for his own good. And he certainly didn't want to repeat Friday's event. Not that particular incident anyhow.

Two palms placed themselves over his chest, pushing themselves upward, to his shoulders. Then forcing themselves under his jacket while going down his arms. He knew what the blond was doing. He was trying to take off his jacket. And he might as well make the job easier for him. The blue jacket was starting to get on his nerves anyhow.

The brunet leaned his body forward, enabling the blond to get his piece of clothing of him. He did so in a slow manner, his touches lingering on the brunet. But the end had to come, and Jounouchi's hands had come to Kaiba's, making his jacket fall off. The blond retreated his hands to Kaiba's shoulders and leaned back a bit, tilting his head as he eyed the brunet. Seto kept on a poker face, staring into warm eyes.

"So you got a white shirt, eh?" Katsuya asked rhetorically with a slanted smile. "Guess we're not so different then." He said as he leaned in to the brunet, their faces close once more. Both pair of eyes closed and Seto's hand found its way to Jounouchi's hair, running his fingers through it, but with more force than he'd previously done. His low voice started to speak again with an undertone of arrogance.

"On the contrary. We've got little in common."

"I don't think so." Katsuya replied softly, to which the CEO had no reply. There was a short pause before Katsuya spoke again, this time on a different subject. "You still smell good…" He complimented.

"Of course." Seto said nonchalantly, smirking in a teasing manner. Though this could not be seen, as both pair of eyes were closed.

"Meh. Don't be so -" But more words couldn't come out as they both froze. The limousine was stopping. They must've arrived. Their before close faces now had a larger distance and both pair of eyes fully opened, staring out the window. Indeed it was so, they were at school grounds now. Seto started to worry. His chauffeur might see this. And that would certainly not be a good thing.

"You can get off me now." He said coldly, not even glancing at the blond. Katsuya did as told, but didn't seem quite pleased with the cold shoulder he was given. Brown eyes glared at the brunet as he put on his jacket once more, buttoning it up quickly. Though when the door opened he wasn't quite finished, so instead of being caught buttoning it up in a hasty manner, he stopped, letting it be unbuttoned at the top. The chauffeur stepped aside and awaited the two's arrival, bowing down in a polite manner. The CEO took his briefcase, ready to go. But this time he was stopped on his way out as well, Jounouchi grabbing him.

"Your hair…" He said quietly. Seto sighed in annoyance, but scooted closer to his companion, bending down his head.

"Fix it." He demanded. Katsuya growled at his impolite behaviour, but did as told. That didn't stop him from ripping the brown hair from time to time to get out his anger. But, in the end, he corrected it and folded his arms, still unhappy with the other. The brunet noticed and smirked teasingly, and strangely enough in a affectionate way as well. His fingers gently stroked Jounouchi's cheek, and brown eyes widened. The smirk remained as he retreated his hand.

"We need to go now." He stated before exiting the vehicle, Jounouchi following him closely behind. He wasn't upset with him any longer. And with a arrogant look at the school did he start his walk towards it.

Once inside, they walked through the hallways, and Jounouchi was muttering to himself.

"Stop it, or I'll put you in an asylum." Kaiba commented with a cold face. Jounouchi growled and hit his arm.

"Cut it out! I'm going to get a detention!" He said angrily, referring to the fact that he was late to class.

"You'll live." Seto said in a bored tone.

"No. The teacher there never backs off. They're all out to get me!" He complained, doing animated hand gestures.

"Perhaps I should have you locked up…" Kaiba mused, giving a teasing look to the other. The blond gave him a nasty look before returning to his problems once more. They remained quiet until reaching the door, both standing still. It's not as if they really wanted to go inside. But the CEO reached for the handle anyway and opened it. With firm footsteps did he walk inside, a look of confidence upon his face. Everyone stared. Jounouchi walked in right after, staring at the teacher, wearing his trademark grin.

"We were working." Kaiba explained with a cold voice while eyeing the teacher, covering up for the blond as well with his lie. Why on earth he did that he didn't want to know. But he might as well. It would only be suspicious if they both had different explanations, seeing as how it was obvious they had been together. The teacher nodded, her eyes saying she was suspicious. But she was a meek character and didn't object.

Seeing there would be no questioning, he turned his heel to get to his seat. But the sight chocked him. Someone was sitting in his seat. He glared angrily, making the intruder of his seat look scared.

"Kaiba, Jounouchi -" The teacher addressed, hoping to get their attention once more. Though only the blond turned his gaze, the brunet continued to stare, but listened at the same time.

"We are doing a group exercise to practise your oral English." She explained. "Now, pick a group and I'm sure they will explain further." She said shortly, looking at them with a face that said she wanted them hurry up.

"Sure thing!" Jounouchi said, grinning, as he grabbed Kaiba's arm and dragged him to the table of the nerd squad, much to Seto's dismay. The blond grabbed two chairs and sat down in one, expecting Kaiba to do the same. Which he reluctantly did.

"Hi!" The blond greeted to his friends, who replied back in a equally happy tone.

"Jounouchi, this isn't the first time you've come late. You should start to arrive on time." Anzu said in a concerned voice. The blond waved it away.

"Don't worry Anzu. I've got it all under control." He said in a careless tone. Her blue eyes didn't look quite convinced, but she settled for that assurance anyhow. Kaiba, who weren't into socializing, read the blackboard and the exercise written on it, solving it in his head instead. The task was to name all English phrases they could come up with. His brain started to work immediately.

"So what were you two doing anyhow?" Honda asked, eyeing the CEO with suspicion. Jounouchi started to grin widely.

"I'm not telling. You have to guess!" He said enthusiastically.

"But Jou, we have to work on the assignment now." Anzu commented.

"Come on Anzu. Only takes a second!" He urged. The brunette sighed and gave in.

"Fine fine. I'm guessing…you were at the zoo." She said, not really giving it a thought as she scribbled in her notebook.

"Nope! Yuugi, your turn. Take a guess."

"Um…Oh I don't know. Maybe a walk in the park?" He tried. A rude snort was heard from the brunet, which was ignored.

"Nope. Honda, your turn."

"I'm guessing…you were in Kaiba's bedroom…" He said dryly. Jounouchi raised an eyebrow, confused, but returned his normal facial expression.

"No. Why would we be there?" He asked, tilting his head.

"You tell me." Honda said, shrugging.

"So are you going to tell us where you guys were or not?" Yuugi asked with his normal smile. The blond grinned at him.

"Of course. We were at this high class restaurant! And guess what? I got a pizza!"

"At a restaurant? I didn't know they did that…" Anzu said, caressing her chin as she was thinking.

"That's the thing! They don't!" He said with a beam. "But Kaiba here made them get me a pizza. You should've seen the look on the waiter's face! Priceless."

"I'm happy to hear you two had such a nice time." Yuugi said with an earnest voice.

"That's not all. When we were leaving, the same waiter gave us candy. To suck up to Kaiba you know. And dammit, that candy was good!" He said, smiling at the memory of it. "I wish I could share it with you guys, but…I ate it all." He said, scratching the back of his head while looking apologetic.

"Figures." Honda said with a teasing smile, hitting his friend's head playfully. "Nothing edible can survive if you're close by." Katsuya protested and tried to hit his friend instead, all in the name of friendship of course. Anzu shook her head at their behaviour, doing a sigh. But one could easily tell that she was pleased.

"At least Kaiba is working." She commented to the boys, giving him a smile to show she appreciated that. The CEO looked at her with indifference, not sure what or how to react to this. So he brought his eyes back to his paper, writing down all the answers he could figure out.

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"Come on Kaiba! There's no one here!" Katsuya said with a grin that was up to no good. The CEO stared down at the blond with cold eyes as he folded his arms.
"No." He said sternly. But the grin still remained on Jounouchi's lips, showing he hadn't given up just yet.

"But it's harmless. Don't be such a coward."

"It has nothing to do with bravery. You're simply too idiotic to realize that." He declared coldly. But the blond moved closer, despite the insult, brown eyes looking into blue. Kaiba backed as he glared. Eventually there was no more room in the hallway and he had his back against the wall. He sighed, frustrated with the situation.

Jounouchi decided to continue to move closer, stopping right in front of the other, their bodies brushing against each other. His lips smirking now. Seto still glared, his way of objecting. Yet the blond wasn't pushed away. He never really was.

"Get a hobby, Jounouchi." He said arrogantly after a snort.

"Shut up and open your mouth." The shorter one ordered, leaning his face closer to the brunet's. Kaiba smirked

"Isn't that contradicting?"

"You know what I mean, asshole." There was a pause between the two as Jounouchi's hands took a firm grip on the CEO's collar, pulling his face closer.

"Jounouchi…this is…" Kaiba started, not sure what to describe the situation as. Weird? Peculiar?

"What? No one's here. Relax." Katsuya assured with a whisper. Their lips, so close.

Oh, what damage could it do? To hell with it.

"…Fine." He gave in with a small sigh. The blond smiled as Kaiba opened his mouth, letting out his breath. Katsuya breathed in and did a content sigh.

"Ah, you still smell like toffee."

"You're sick, you know that?" Seto commented. But his voice wasn't harsh nor cold. For coming out from his mouth, it could be dared to say that it held warmth.

"Yeah yeah. Save it until later. Maybe I want to fight then." Jounouchi mumbled. Seto smirked, deciding that this was a perfect opportunity to touch the other. So he did, his hands on the other one's back. They stayed like that for a while, their bodies closely pulled to each other. One hand from Kaiba's collar broke free, not seeing it necessary to pull him down any longer since he now did so voluntarily, and gently brought it up, letting it end up in his brown hair.

"Are you going to make a mess of my hair again?" Kaiba asked in a low voice. The blond chuckled a bit, retreating his hand. It went down to his chest instead. Its body warmth could be felt through his clothes.

"I forgot about that. Sorry." He replied with an apologetic smile.

Blue eyes looked at the man so close to him. This was so perfect. There was hardly anything more he could ask for. His hands let go of the blond, having found a better purpose for them. They slowly rose up, ending up at Jounouchi's cheeks, his fingertips inside that giant mess of hair. He was given a smile, and he shortly mused that he often was nowadays.

He let his hands move forward, caressing his hair instead. Why he had grown so fond of it, he didn't know. It was messy, hardly brushed in over a month, big, long, too blond, smelled fantastic, so soft…

"You know…tomorrow at PE, there's going to be dance." Jounouchi said, in a low voice of course. Speaking normal with this closeness would be like screaming.

"So?"

"So…I just thought that you could, you know, not skip it this time." He said as nonchalantly as he could, making circles with his index finger on Kaiba's chest. The brunet smirked, his own caresses growing more gentle, unbeknownst to him.

"Why would I do that?"

"Because…you know…it might be fun."

"…"

"It was fun last time, wasn't it?" The blond asked, wanting to know what the taller thought of it.

"Well, I wouldn't call it boring." Seto admitted, earning a growing smile from the other.

"So you'll go?" He asked hopefully.

"No." Seto said flatly.

"Why not? I promise I won't ask so many questions this time."

"What makes you so sure we'd be dancing partners again?"

"Err…I haven't really thought about that one."

"Make a better plan next time." He commented, his fingers slowly trailing over the back of Jounouchi's head. Brown eyes closed, enjoying the touch. "And even though I know you'll never find a dance partner as good as me -" The brunet started off, smirking at his narcissistic comment. "you'll just have to live with it. Because I'm not going to be there tomorrow." He said, his mind going back to the fact that he was moving away.

"Yeah whatever. I can bug you the rest of the day anyhow." Jounouchi mumbled with an absentminded voice.

He wanted to tell him. And at the same he didn't. If he told Jounouchi he'd move, this whole thing would be ruined. Everything would. And he didn't want that. He just wanted to have him right now, not letting go.

Jounouchi's hands grabbed another firm grip of Kaiba's collar once more, pulling him both down and closer. The brunet complied without resistance, hoping for something as pathetic as their lips accidentally meeting. He scolded himself immediately for thinking such low thoughts. It was a weakness to dream, to wish. Enjoy what you have instead of what you can't.

Yet somehow…that ambition didn't really fit with how his mind usually worked. He always reached for the impossible. Why not now? Why should he be satisfied with not having what he wanted?

Because he couldn't. No. There never should be anything else between them.

Jounouchi's forehead was pressed against Seto's, causing their noses to be slightly pressed against each other. The brunet's heart rate increased, and his breaths deepened.

"Dammit, I can hardly smell it anymore…" Jounouchi complained in a mutter. Kaiba contemplated. It would give him a weird sort of satisfaction if he left something behind. Because even though they'd never see each other again, he still didn't want Katsuya to hate him. Not before he was able to as well.

His hands let go of the blond's head, letting them fall down to his sides. Then he reached out to Katsuya's hips, grabbing a firm hold on the top of the other man's pants. His own fingers coming under the cloth, feeling the warmth. With an abrupt motion did he forcefully pull the other body closer to his, taking Jounouchi by surprise. Once he had done that, he casually let his hands slip down into Jounouchi's pockets. He was after his locker key.

"Kaiba!" The blond gasped out, looking at him with wide brown eyes. Seto smirked at him, their eyes holding a firm gaze, as his left hand quickly took a hold of the key and retreated.

"You said you couldn't smell it anymore. Just making sure the distance wasn't the problem." He answered arrogantly. Katsuya shook his head, smirking, but didn't comment further on. That the brunet appreciated.

Having dropped the key in his own pocket, his hands went back to Jounouchi's hair, telling himself his feelings would probably end when they wouldn't see one another again.

"You know, I'm getting a haircut tomorrow. After school. You could come if you'd like. Everyone else is going to be there." Katsuya said out of the blue, his forehead resting against the brunet's. "Anzu said that maybe if I change my style a bit, girls will flock around me." He said with a chuckle. Blue eyes turned cold. Was the idiot actually going to cut it off? Ha! As if that would make anyone like him even more. He was clearly deluded.

"Don't." He said firmly, taking a grip of some strands of hair, as if measuring the length. The fact that he tried to prevent something that didn't matter to him greatly annoyed him. He shouldn't give a damn if Jounouchi did anything to his body. He was gone tomorrow. Katsuya wasn't his concern anymore. Never again.

"Why? You like my hair?" Katsuya teased with a grin. Seto paused, contemplating over what he would say. Finally, after the conclusion that he could like whatever he wanted, at least almost anything, he spoke the truth. It's not like that piece of worthless information matters.

"…Yes." Brown eyes opened, staring into the blue orbs so close by, surprised to say the least. Seto's muscles tensed. Should he be worried? The blond seemed to be in quite a daze over this. He hadn't figured out, had he? Not over such a silly thing… Impossible.

"So…you want me to keep it like this?" An unsure voice asked. Seto snorted.

"I don't repeat myself."

"I could, you know." He said with a careless tone. "I mean, I might look really dorky in short hair. At least I know I'm sexy as a stud when it's like this." He joked with a wide grin. The brunet made a snort once more.

"If it's girls you want, then you need to change a lot more than your hair." He teased into Katsuya's ear.

"You really enjoy being a jerk, don't you?" The blond asked with a minor glare before closing his eyes once more, their foreheads resting against each other once more.

"Sometimes." He mumbled. The conversation ended, and they enjoyed the silence. He really loved the fact that no one was here. If so, it would certainly look wrong. Especially since it feels so right.

His back leaned against the wall, his legs slightly widened so Jounouchi could stand closer, between them. Two hands were on his chest, slowly trailing down to his stomach. One of his own hands held the side of the blond's face, his thumb making slow circles on his skin. The other one was at Katsuya's lower back, dangerously close to his behind, which he had a strong urge to grab at the moment. But he made himself not to, keeping the hand there to push the shorter man closer. Jounouchi's body against his own and vice versa. Their foreheads still together, their breathing mixed into one. He'd like to stay in this moment forever.

But, of course, all good must always end. Footsteps were heard, but Jounouchi didn't seem to be aware of that. Not even on the familiar voices closing in. The brunet sighed inwardly, stroking Jounouchi's cheek one last time before retreating his hands to his pockets. His body straightened, their before close faces now departed. Brown eyes looked into his, wondering why this sudden change came about. Blue eyes were now cold, his face indifferent. The voices were coming closer. Merely one hall away. Two hands grabbed a hold of his collar, trying to pull him down once more. But this time he didn't let himself give in, and didn't move an inch. The hands stopped trying and brown eyes looked at the brunet with a deeper confusion.

"…Kaiba?"

"Your friends are coming." Seto said coldly, recognizing their voices.

"Oh…" Was his simple reply as he let his hands fall down to his sides. Then they appeared, as if on cue. Not the white-haired one, though he didn't seem to be present today at all. Three pair of eyes stared with concern at the two men, who perhaps stood a bit too close together in an empty hall.

"Hi Jou. We've been looking for you." Anzu said, the first one to speak. The blond smiled at them and greeted while stepping away from the brunet.

"Yeah, we've got something we want to talk to you about…" Honda said in a serious tone.

"Alright, what is it?" The blond asked, his hands in his pockets as he watched his friends with eager eyes.

"Uh…perhaps it would be better if you came with us, so we could talk somewhere private." Yuugi said, his message clear. They didn't want him present. Seto snorted inwardly, wishing they'd just say so instead of sugar-coating it.

"It's fine. You can say it in front of Kaiba as well, I don't mind."

"No, we think it'd be better if you came with us. It won't take that long." Yuugi said, his large eyes looking up at the blond.

"Seriously guys, what's the problem? Something happened?" The blond asked, alarmed by their strange behaviour.

"Oh my God! Shizuka didn't have sex, did she!" He asked the brunette with wide eyes, his face almost ghostly pale.

"No no! She's fine." Anzu soothed quickly. Katsuya returned to normal almost immediately, making a relived sigh.

"Jou, just hurry up so we can get it over with." Honda said, his patience running low. Blue eyes narrowed at him, and the brunet couldn't stand this no more. So he took up his briefcase gracefully and turned his heel to leave, surprising everyone present.

"Wait! Kaiba, where're you going?" Katsuya asked.

"I'm doing us all a favour and leaving." He had something to do anyhow…

"But…Fine! Just be back in fifteen minutes." The blond growled after him. The CEO snorted as he exited the hall, heading for the blond one's locker.

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His slender fingers took out the stolen locker key and opened the small door. A sight of nothing but pure mess met his eyes and he frowned at it, displeased. Then he reached for his briefcase, taking out the small plastic bag containing that awful candy. If Jounouchi became addicted to it so easily he certainly didn't want Mokuba to taste it.

But he couldn't just leave it in there so obviously. No, he was going to hide it. If Jounouchi, by any chance, found it under all of his books and magazines, then he deserved to have it. And if he didn't find it, he didn't deserve it and also wouldn't have it. Simple.

So he, in a very reluctant and disgusted manner, reached to the corner of the locker, burying the bag under at least five books and twice the paper.

He should really start to clean his own locker.

With a final glare at the mess did he close it and lock it, placing the key back to his pocket as he walked the halls again, meaning to return to the other. He was late already. He had made it so, being extra slow so to see if Jounouchi would wait for him or not.

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When he got back he saw one single figure; Katsuya's. He smirked, pleased, as he walked towards him. The blond had his back turned towards him, his front turned towards a window, looking out.

Once he arrived the other didn't turn around, eyes firmly on the school ground. Seto put down his briefcase before doing anything else, thus allowing him the usage of both arms. His body slowly closed in to the other, eventually brushing against Jounouchi's back. He didn't object.

Since he had to return the key he would need to go back to his pockets. So his hands returned to the other one's hips, his fingers trailing to the area above the said pockets. Then he guided them down into them, and let go, the key being placed back. He then rose his hands to the other one's waist, holding, pulling closer. One hand went under Jounouchi's shirt, exploring the warm, soft skin.

Why didn't he say something?

He looked at the faint reflection the window provided, noticing Jounouchi's facial expression being serious. Grave. The brunet grew mildly concerned. His lips leaned closer to Katsuya's ear, brushing against it as he talked.

"You seem bothered." He stated from his observation. Jounouchi's face looked to the ground, his hands finding their way to the arms around his waist, holding them securely with his own.

"I…" He began, his voice solemn. "Yuugi, Anzu and Honda said…that…I've forgotten them. That I…that I'm always with you." He said, his voice almost whispering. It was easy to tell that the blond was deeply affected by this. The brunet on the other hand couldn't see anything bad about it, and snorted softly against his ear.

"Is that it?"

"Shut up Kaiba. You don't get it! I've been a lousy friend!"

"So?"

"What do you mean so! That's a bad thing, Kaiba! A very bad thing." He said harshly to the man behind him, releasing his hold of the arms around his waist. "Stop being so damn inconsiderate!" He bellowed, trying to squirm out of the hold Seto had. But the brunet wouldn't let him. To make his grip over the other stronger, he took one arm and placed it at the top of Katsuya's chest, his hand holding onto Jounouchi's right shoulder.

"Get a grip of yourself." The CEO demanded in a low voice.

"No! Let me go! I don't even know why I'm pushing away my friends for you!"

"Jounouchi, calm down. Now." He said firmly, alerting the other that if he didn't stop it he might hurt him. The struggle to get free descended and after a while the blond stood still. Kaiba saw this as the opportunity for him to soothe the other.

"Tomorrow, and every day after that, things will be changed. Your friends will never complain that you're with me too often ever again." He promised. Brown eyes turned to look into his, wondering if that was the truth. And since the brunet didn't lie, he found it to be so.

"But today -" Seto began, smirking. "you're mine." He stated, pulling the shorter body closer. Jounouchi chuckled.

"Possessive, much?" The blond teased, letting his head rest against the body behind him.

"Hmfp."

"Hey…you're not going to hurt them, are you?" He suddenly asked, worried. Seto snorted.

"Of course not."

"Promise?"

"Mhm."

"Okay." He said contently, relaxing in the CEO's arms. Seto buried his face in the mass of hair he adored, taking in the apple scent for the last time.

XxxX

"Alright, class finished. Get out!" The teacher ordered while he rubbed his temples, obviously having a headache. The students happily did as told, pleased that this was the final class. Jounouchi was as well, grinning like a fool. Seto on the other hand frowned, having hoped the day would've lasted longer. Foolish thinking.

Out of habit they followed each other to their respective lockers, but the brunet took his time. Perhaps he should say goodbye to the other. There was no perfect moment to ruin any longer… After some serious contemplating he had reached a decision. He had decided that he should tell him. But not like this. There were too many people around.

"Wait." He ordered as they headed for the exit. Jounouchi stopped, surprised, and tilted his head.

"What?"

"Just wait." Seto demanded once more. The blond did as told, and the pair stood still, both close to the wall in the corridor. People passed by. It seemed never-ending. When would they all be gone? He muttered in his head, wishing for everyone to disappear. That wish took time, but eventually came to life. It was empty now. Any noise now would make an echo and signal him if others would come. Perfect.

This was his opportunity.

"Jounouchi." He said curtly, placing his body in front of the blond man's, but with a distance.

"Uh, Kaiba? What's going on?"

"I have something to tell you."

"…Oh."

"And I don't know how I should say it, so I will simply just tell you like it is." He explained coldly. The blond nodded dumbly.

"I'm moving."

"Oh, that's nice. Where?"

"I'm transferring to another school."

"W-what?"

"We won't see each other again."

"W-When…?"

"I won't be here tomorrow."

"You're joking, right?"

"No. This is farewell." He said as he extended his hand to shake. Brown eyes stared at it with confusion and anger.

"What! Hell no!" Katsuya defied, frowning.

"Just because you're moving away to who knows where doesn't mean we can't keep in touch! You can have my phone number, and address, and email, and dammit I can get a pager too!" He said in a frantic voice. Seto stared down calmly at the man, his hand having retreated to his pocket since he saw Jounouchi would probably not want to end it with a hand shake.

"No." He stated, and hurt brown eyes looked into his. Staring. For the longest time. He could see how realisation slowly took over Katsuya's mind.

"You weren't even planning on telling me, were you?" He asked bitterly in a low, cold voice. It didn't suit him.

"No." He replied truthfully.

"I can't believe you!" The blond shouted, his fists clenched. Seto remained unfazed. "I thought we were friends!" Katsuya said, his face showing more pain every second. The brunet couldn't help himself, despite how his mask looked. Guilt pierced him inside, but he couldn't go back now. Despite that, his hand reached out, aiming to hold Jounouchi's cheek. But it was pushed away.

"Don't you fucking touch me!" Jounouchi bellowed. The brunet did as told, scolding himself for even trying.

"Why do you have to screw things up! Everything was going fine!" He continued to complain loudly, not really screaming. His fists clenched even more. Seto observed coldly.

"Pull yourself together Jounouchi. You're being pathetic." Kaiba commented emotionlessly.

"I don't fucking care!" The blond declared. He breathed heavily, angrily. But he tried to calm himself, the brunet could tell. Cold eyes only observed, not trying to help in any way. It would be fruitless after all. Katsuya slowly calmed down, a gloomy look on his face. "Do I mean nothing to you?" He asked darkly with narrowed eyes.

"The only relationship I value is the one I have with my brother." Seto lied, but with much credibility. It fooled the blond. It must've. Because he growled. And he lunged himself forward, attacking the CEO with his fist, aiming for the face. But the brunet had too quick reflexes in comparison, and caught it. Katsuya pulled it back and tried again, growling out of desperation. But the CEO caught it every time. Eventually he had a grip on both hands, holding them firmly. Because if he just let them go Jounouchi would try to punch him again. This was getting them nowhere.

"Let me go, you fucking bastard!" The shorter one shouted, trying to get his hands free once more. Blue eyes narrowed. This had to end.

"I'm going to leave now." He declared in his usual cold tone. He saw that the pair of brown eyes started to soften from their previous tough exterior. He was calming down again, all he needed was time. So he gave him some, standing still, holding his hands firmly until it didn't appear as if he was being aggressive any longer. So he descended the grip on Katsuya's hands, letting go. They fell down to the blond man's sides as he stared up at the brunet lifelessly. Seeing that he wasn't about to get attacked again, Kaiba turned his heel and walked away. Out of the building. He could barely hear the sound of Jounouchi's foot violently kicking a trashcan. He ignored it. As he ignored the feeling telling him to back inside. Because he shouldn't. This was for everyone's benefit. Especially his very own.

Everything would be better now. It had to.

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To Be Continued...

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I want to kill myself... -.-'

Alright, first of all, I owe you guys a major apology! I am so terribly sorry this update took ages! It's been because of a lot of reasons. Mostly because my brother won't leave me alone (and I can't exactly write about Kaiba touching Katsuya then, can I? The guy can read you know. And he is sneaky.) Then it was the fact that I have had so much homework (should do them right now but...to hell with it!). Finally, the least and smallest problem has been because of Seto's character change (he took initiative to a lot of touching in this chapter, which was very unusual for him. It took me a while before I got used to it hehe). So there you go. Once again; SO SORRY! (please, don't hurt me! -worried-)

-clears throat- Anyway, now I can start talking about this chapter... Lots of touching, eh? Almost the whole chapter seems to be the two of them molesting one another -.-' (because Kaiba wanted to enjoy his last day. And that he did). Sorry if you think Jou was OOC at the end. It's just that he takes things very...um...passionately, you know? He gets mad quite often. And when Seto then declares he means nothing (well, sort of declared. More like implied) then went a few steps back in their relationship. Back to where they sort of started. And then Katsuya usually wanted to punch him whenever he made him angry. So that's the reason.

And, since we (authors on fanfictionnet) are not allowed to reply to reviews in our stories any longer, it breaks my heart to say there will be no thank you list. (if you don't believe me, read the homepage -sniff-) Instead, I will answer your reviews from the reply button. BUT this means I can't do that to those who are anonymous (because you don't have an fanfiction account I can reply to). I still want you guys you know I value everything you say. So even if I can no longer show my appreciated, just remember that it's always there. (damn, I sound like a sentimental volcano waiting to errupt O.o)

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