Dogs Do The Silliest Things, by Dani Wheeler-Kaiba
Dedicated to the forces that first led me to watch Yu-Gi-Oh – and this chapter to everyone who hates exams as much as I do.
Disclaimer: If the Yu-Gi-Oh world was mine, all my friends would groan and say, "Why doesn't she sell it for lots and lots of money?" And I would yell at them that I wouldn't sell it for any amount…
Summary: SetoxJou. That should say it all. What started as a usual day of hatred between Seto Kaiba and Katsuya Jounouchi was completely turned around. Maybe it was just a spur of the moment thing, or maybe it was something more. I don't know as much about Yu-Gi-Oh as I'd like to, so please forgive any little mistakes I make.
Uum…my plan to update sooner kind of backfired…this time, I blame my exams. Well, I blame a lot of things, but mainly the exams.
Hey! The thing that says how many hits my stories have has been WIPED! WIPED, I TELL YOU! This story used to have over 10 000, now it's back to 630! The number of reviews and favourites and things are still the same...what the hell? Anybody understands, please explain it to me. I am confused...
Anyway…right, the story…
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Ch. 17: Trying New Things"You have got to be kidding me."
Seto stared straight ahead, at the front of the place that Jou had chosen. He shook his head in disbelief.
"Please, all gods of this world, say you are kidding me."
Flashing lights. A loud, pulsating beat that shook the ground.
"You said anywhere," Jou grinned.
"I – I know, but – here?"
"Yeah, I kinda figured this sorta thing would be new to ya."
New was an understatement. This was alien.
"But…a night club?"
"You said anywhere," Jou repeated happily. He tugged Seto's arm like a little kid towards the entrance. "Come on, Seto!"
It was at that moment that the brunette realised that Jou was psychologically identical to Mokuba.
Reluctantly, he gave in and followed the amber-eyed teen inside the club, and what he saw overloaded his system. It was the same noise and sights as outside, only ten times more intense: multicoloured strobe lights made everything move in slow motion, techno music pounded through his body, and the people! He'd never seen such a strange population in his life – everyone, male and female, was scantily clad in leather and other obscene materials; Seto almost felt overdressed compared to them.
Jou was also gaping. "Woah…" he said in awe, though the music drowned out his voice. Seto only caught the stunned expression on his face,
"You've never been to one of these places either!" Seto accused, raising his voice so he could be heard.
Jou looked sheepish. "Uh…I wanted to see what it was like?"
"Puppy!"
"C'mon, Seto, try something new! It'll be fun!"
Seto groaned. "Fine. But I refuse to dance."
"Fine with me, I'm not really a dancer either!" Jou seemed hyperactive. He latched onto Seto's arm again, this time dragging him towards the club's bar. Sitting as far away from the next couple (a man with a spandex-wearing woman on his lap), they each ordered a small shot.
The bartender gave them a suspicious look before demanding for ID. Jou froze, alarmed, but Seto just threw the man a glare icy enough to freeze water, along with a business card. As soon as the man read Seto's name on it, his eyes widened.
"Se – Seto Kaiba?" he stammered. Seto nodded curtly.
"Get us the goddamn drinks." The bartender ran off to do so immediately.
Jou breathed a sigh of relief. "Thanks. You're a lifesaver."
"Being a household name does have its uses." Seto looked slightly amused. "It didn't occur to you that you needed identification to get into these places?" Jou blushed a little, and muttered something about, 'Marik and Bakura never seeming to have any trouble.' Seto snorted; Marik and Bakura probably attacked anyone who denied them anything.
The man behind the bar returned, trembling slightly, two shots glasses in hand. With only a brief exchange of glances, and the slight appearance of money changing hands, the business was done and he retreated to other customers.
Seto and Jou picked up their respective glasses. "To our first date?" Jou suggested as a toast.
"And…to trying new things," Seto added, raising his drink so the two glasses clinked together. And, at the risk of being incredibly sappy, his eyes looked right into Jou's as they drank.
They sat in silence (or, as silent as it could have been inside the club) for a moment before Seto ordered another shot for each of them. "Can you hold your alcohol or am I going to be taking home a drunk puppy tonight?" he teased.
"What makes you think you can drink more than me?" Jou challenged.
"I run a business, if you were in my position, you'd drink a lot too."
"If you were in my position – " Jou began to retort, but then stopped himself. He laughed. "We're still fightin'. Just like we used to."
"Glad to know nothing's changed."
They smiled at each other, until the bartender returned with their second lot of drinks, acting like an obedient servant to Seto. Although before walking off again he gave Jou a suspicious look that made the blonde wonder something.
"Ain't ya worried?"
"About what?"
"That guy, with the drinks…he knew who you were. Ain't ya worried that he'll tell people you're with…me?"
Seto frowned. "Why would that worry me?"
"Well…you're as good as famous. What happens if it gets out? If your company finds out?"
He blinked. The blonde actually had a point. What would happen if the people at Kaiba Corp heard he was dating a guy? Maybe they would be disgusted and quit…maybe all the company's stockholders would turn away from him…he could just see the headlines: 'RESPECTED CEO REVEALS ALTERNATIVE LIFESTYLE'; 'PUBLIC OUTRAGE CAUSES DECLINE IN COMPANY'.
He scowled darkly. No way would he see Kaiba Corp go down like that. "If he knows what's good for him, that man will not say a word." Jou shifted uncomfortably. "But if he doesn't know what's good for him…"
The honey-eyed teen looked uncertain. "Would ya – deny it?"
"No." The short answer was all Jou needed. His face broke out into its usual grin, and he drank his second shot.
"Good."
Seto looked thoughtful for a while, before eventually standing up. When Jou gave him a questioning look, he simply said, "I have to do something quickly."
Jou waited, patient but not entirely comfortable with being left alone. But after a minute, he heard a voice behind him say, "No way…Jou?"
He whipped his head around. "Yugi?"
The short, violet-eyed teen smiled and sat down in Seto's vacated seat. Jou was surprised to see him in a place like this; of all his friends, Yugi was easily the most innocent, and the least likely to come to a night club of his own free will. Although, Jou noted, with his tricoloured hair and black attire, he definitely appeared to fit in with the atmosphere.
"What are you doing here?" he asked.
"I could ask you that," Jou grinned. For some reason, Yugi blushed.
"I asked you first!"
"Well, I asked you second! Besides, ain't ya sick? You weren't at school today."
The boy's face reddened even more. "I – I wasn't sick."
"You skipped?" Jou raised an eyebrow. "That's not like you."
"Well – I – "
"Jou?" said a new voice. Jou looked over, and saw the spirit of Yugi's Millennium Puzzle coming towards them. He was smiling; he looked a lot happier than he had sounded over the phone two nights ago.
Which reminded Jou – Yugi and Yami were both here, did that mean that the whole thing with them kissing had blown over? Had it been forgotten already, even after Yami had confessed to loving the younger boy?
"Hey Yami," Jou greeted. "So, are you gonna tell me what you guys are doing here?"
Yami and Yugi exchanged glances. "Well…" Yami began.
"We're kinda…"
"What?" Jou pressed.
"We're…we'reonadate!" Yugi blurted quickly. But Jou got every word. He gaped and looked at Yami for confirmation, who nodded, a smile still gracing his features.
"I don't believe it…when did this happen?"
"Oh, some time this morning," Yami answered, before ordering a drink of his own.
"Details, guys, tell me the details!"
"NO!" The look-alikes both exclaimed loudly, looking horrified at the thought. But why that was, was a mystery to Jou.
"Why not? What could have happened that you'd need to keep secret?" he pressed. "So you got together this morning, what were ya doing for the rest of today?"
Poor Yugi's face could have rivalled a tomato for colour, and, Jou was amazed to see, so could Yami's. Both were avoiding Jou's questioning gaze, and he knew he wasn't going to get a straight answer.
"There's some things you don't want to hear, Jou, trust me," said Yugi while staring decidedly at the ground.
Jou was about to ask further, but he stopped when he saw that Seto had returned. He gave the brunette a grin before saying, "Yugi and Yami are here!"
"I see that," Seto said with amusement, unable to sit down since Yugi was in his place. "What things don't you want to know?" He had heard that part of the earlier conversation.
Jou rolled his eyes. "I do want to know what happened today that made them a couple!"
The blue-eyed teen raised his eyebrows. "You two are a couple now?" he asked Yugi and Yami, who nodded.
"They got together this morning, and Yugi stayed home from school," Jou recapped. "And I wanna know what they've been doing all day."
"Really?" Seto chuckled slightly. He hadn't missed how embarrassed the other teens were at Jou's questions, and he could easily guess what must have gone on at the Game Shop that day. But he didn't say so out loud.
Jou's expression resembled a pout. "Fine. Leave me out of the loop while all of you understand."
The others were only too happy to do just that.
Once the subject was changed, the four spent a long time talking and drinking. They even managed to convince Yugi to have a few, no matter how much the bartender suspected he was only about thirteen years old. Throughout the whole time, Seto appeared distracted; constantly looking around the area of the club for something, or waiting for something, perhaps.
Eventually, after Jou noticed his behaviour for some time, he excused both of them to Yami and Yugi and assured them that they would be back in a minute.
"What's wrong?" he asked Seto. They hadn't gone far, just out to one side of the dance floor.
"What's wrong with what?"
"Seto!" Jou groaned. "Come on, I can tell something's up! What is this, Keep-Secrets-From-Jou Day?"
Seto smirked internally at the idea, but kept his face as impassive as possible. "Be patient, puppy, you'll find out soon enough."
At that precise moment, a man who looked completely out of place amongst the other party goers stepped through the main door. He was dressed in a sharp suit and looked all business-y…a lot like someone associated with Seto. And that fact wasn't lost on Jou.
"D'you know that guy?"
"I might…"
"Seto!"
Seto laughed at the frustrated look on Jou's face. "All right, I know him. Now be a good boy and come and say hello."
The blonde actually growled at him. "I don't know why I still let you get away with the dog stuff." But he followed Seto anyway. "Who is he?"
Seto didn't reply until they reached the businessman, who was standing on the spot and looking as though he was trying not to be shocked at where he was. And when he saw Seto approaching him, he gave a polite nod of the head.
"Mr. Kaiba."
"Lee," Seto greeted in return. He then said to Jou, "This is Lee, my chauffeur. Before, when I left you at the bar, I went outside to call him."
Jou blinked. "Oh." Did this mean that Seto was bored of their date already? "You…want to go home?" He was nervous about the response he might get.
"Actually, I was hoping that we might both go home. To my house."
Funny though Seto calling his mansion a 'house' seemed to Jou, that was hardly the most primary thought in his mind. A few words were repeating themselves in his head, and they were Seto, invited, me, to, his, and place. And no matter how much he thought about what to say, the only coherent answer he could think of was, "Hell yeah!"
And, just for the hell of it, he threw his arms around Seto's neck and pulled him in for a kiss. It was just lucky that Lee the chauffeur was well trained not to look surprised. After it was over, the three of them headed towards the door, but Jou suddenly stopped.
"Something wrong?" Seto asked.
Jou shook his head. "Not really, I just thought…we should go say bye to Yugi and Yami, shouldn't we?"
"Oh, that won't be necessary," Seto smirked. He pointed behind Jou, towards the dance floor. "They have plenty to occupy themselves with."
Jou turned to look where Seto was pointing. Sure enough, the tricolour-haired look-alikes were dancing – if you could call it dancing. To Jou, it looked more like…grinding…and rubbing…and other things he couldn't believe little innocent Yugi would do.
"Ah," he said. "Maybe you're right."
Outside, Seto's limo was parked right in front of the club, so it took them all of three seconds to get in. Once comfortably seated in the back seat with his boyfriend, Jou grinned. "Now this is luxury."
Seto shrugged. "You can get used to it. The limo's yours whenever you want it."
"Really?" The blonde's eyes lit up. When Seto nodded, Jou positively threw himself on him. It fascinated him every time he found something new in the brunette's personality…in this case, an ability to share. He didn't know how many other pleasant surprises he was in for now that he'd opened up this new side of the CEO.
He was now effectively sitting in Seto's lap, which meant that with every movement he made, he gave the brunette a little spasm of discomfort in his nether regions. But he was oblivious.
"You know," he said thoughtfully, completely unaware that Seto was fidgeting restlessly. "None of you ever told me what Yugi and Yami were up to all day."
Seto swallowed his discomfort and managed a chuckle. "I'm surprised you haven't figured it out."
But Jou looked puzzled, so the other teen decided to give him a hint. He placed one hand on Jou's shoulder, and ever-so-lightly trailed his fingers from there down to his chest. Then they scaled further down, past his stomach, and stopped only inches above the waistline of his pants. Only at a snail's pace did Seto keep going until his fingers were delicately touching the material right on Jou's crotch area, but when he did, the blonde took a sharp intake of breath – both at the sensation, and at the fact that he finally understood.
"No way…" he said, looking shocked. "They were – they were – Yugi was…?" A blush rose to his face.
"Mm-hm," Seto murmured, his other hand up around Jou's hair, flicking it out of the way of his amber eyes.
"I don't believe it…no way…" Jou shook his head, then frowned as though thinking. "Yugi got outta school for that?"
Seto laughed and instead of replying, captured the blonde's lips with his own. At the same time he boldly increased the pressure of his fingers on Jou's crotch, making the other gasp. He then seized the opportunity for his tongue to steal its way into Jou's mouth, and the blonde was powerless to refuse…not that he wanted to.
How long they stayed in this position, not even they knew. But it seemed all too soon when the limo rolled to a standstill and Lee announced that they had arrived at the Kaiba mansion. At first Seto was irritated at the interruption, but he soon realised that this would be the first time he had really been alone with his puppy. And he intended to make the most of it.
"Coming?" he asked rhetorically; Jou nodded anyway. "Come on, then. Straight upstairs. My room."
Oh gods, chapter 17 is finally done…that had to be the worst case of writer's block in the history of the Earth. In the history of this fic, anyway.
Apologies if this chapter wasn't very up to scratch. Do you get the feeling that the longer it takes you to write something, the worse you end up thinking it is? I always feel that way.
Well…I hope you enjoyed anyway!