A/N: I have no idea where this story's heading. O.O! Geez, I really have no idea what's happening! ;o;! Hell, I have no idea what this chapter is about!

Oh, and sorry if the update took long. Heehee, 'twas busy with projects and a dance tryouts... oh, and, yes... stupid tongue twisters for an oral test. -is looked at weirdly- Hey! It's true! And I have too look for stuff about Shakespeare! ;o;

Warnings: Mild cursing, Shounen Ai, Possible OOC
Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own it.

Story Notes:
1) -.-.-Page Break-.-.-

Paint Me Love

Chapter Three: Green Skies Blue Grass

It's been three long days. Still, no letter…

Hell, no mail… aside from bills, that is.

"I really think that acceptance letter will never arrive!" Jou whined as he sat down.

"Aw, come on Jou," Yugi cheerfully chirped. "It'll arrive! Just you wait!"

"Thanks Yug'… but—"

Just then, Bakura had cut in.

"I still don't get it!" he grumbled. "The Midget Pharaoh with his priest—"

"'Kura," Ryou paused. "It's their personal lives. It's really not—"

"I know, Hikari… but I always thought the priest would end up with the dog!"

"Well," The blond mumbled. "You thought wrong."

Yugi blinked his amethyst eyes, as well as Ryou blinked his brown ones—as if he was catching up on something—something important.

"It'll come!" The smaller albino smiled. "Don't worry!"

"Stop raising his hopes." And yet again, Bakura earned another slap. "Ouch! Stop! I'll behave!"

"You better." Ryou pouted at his dark. "Anyway, where's Yami?"

"Out," Jou and Yugi chorused. "With Kaiba…"

"So, there's really no point in being here." The blond grumbled. "I have to do something. Bye."

With that, he stood up, swiftly passing Yami by without a word—unknowingly.

"Jou?" Yami blinked.

"Don't mind him," Yugi smiled sympathetically. "He said he had something to do. Plus, he's stressing about the acceptance letter."

"Yeah, yeah—so get on with it. Tell us what you wanted." Bakura hissed.

-.-.-

He's on the grass again… with his sketchpad on his lap, staring aimlessly at the sky. Drowning his very thoughts under the grass, his eyes traced the clouds.

"The dog's out for a walk?" And just then, a shadow blocked his view.

"Kaiba," Jou gasped. "What the hell are you doing here—?"

Sadly, he got cut off by hands that had grabbed his sketchpad.

"I can go wherever I want, Mutt." The brunet smirked as he flipped through the sketchpad. "I'm impressed, Pup. All the pages of this book have Blue Eyes drawn all over it."

"Hey! Give it back!" Rapidly, the blond teen stood up.

"I admit," Kaiba paused as he eyes the smaller teen. "They are well-drawn."

"Give it!"

"Are you developing a crush on me, Jounouchi?"

Then there was a sudden pause.

"Not even in your dreams, Moneybags!" Jou yelled. "Now give me back my sketchpad!"

"Is that anyway for a dog to talk to his master?" A sly grin crept on the CEO's face. "Or do I have to tell where your place is."

"Not funny! Just give it back, Jackass!"

"What if I say 'no'?" Kaiba's eyebrow rose as he almost flipped to the last page.

Jou had to stop this. He just had to. Why? Because, if Kaiba would set even the slightest glimpse onto that page—who knows what the hell would happen. Either Kaiba would go into a shock or he'd kill the blond.

Anything could happen.

And he couldn't let that happen.

So he tackled the CEO to the ground, letting the sketchpad fall away from them.

"Ack…" Jou winced.

"Never. Touch. Me. Again." Rang the low voice of Kaiba Seto as he struggled to get over the pained blond.

"It's not my fault!" The blond retorted. "You wouldn't give me back my sketchpad!"

A few minutes passed as they rolled on the grass—fighting for dominance… in a non-romantic way. Sad, though, for Jou… he ended up with both wrists pinned by one of Kaiba's hand. The brunet won—not really giving any sort of crap about their current uber sexy position… that had caught the attention of random people.

His eyes widened.

His heart was beating faster.

He felt like he was out of breath.

Poor, poor, Jounouchi.

Always ending up in the most messed-up situations.

But, hey! He likes it.

"Get off of me!" The blond teen struggled. His breath hitched as he attempted to glare at Kaiba. "Prick!"

"Know your place," The CEO had hissed as he brushed away Jou's bangs to meet his glare. "Mutt."

And with that, Kaiba stood up and walked away…

As for our favorite blond, he sat up and felt for his forehead—forgetting about the discarded sketchpad that had landed wide open on the very last page…

With a rough sketch drawn.

Two dragons, white and black. Bodies entwined. Flying Heavenwards.

-.-.-

The blond teen went home, sluggishly closing the door behind him…

Just when…

"Big brother!"

Shizuka glomped him…

Poor soul…

"Shizuka," The older Jounouchi called out. "I told you! NO FLYING HUGS!"

"Heehee…" The brunette smiled sheepishly as she looked up at her brother. "Hi!"

"Shizu—wh—what are you doing here?" Jou stuttered—obviously squished.

"You sound like you don't want me around!" Shizuka pouted.

"No—it's not that—"

"Your mother let her come over for the week." The older man butted in. "Oh, and 'Tsuya…"

With that, Jounouchi Sr. waved a white envelope in front of the two—an envelope that had a familiar emblem…

A very familiar emblem…

Then it hit him—Jou's eyes blinked twice…

In actually realizing it was the—

"Acceptance letter!" And Jou swiftly grabbed and ripped the envelope open.

Unfolding the letter, his heart thumped. His breath hitched. His eyes widened. Again.

"What did it say?" Shizuka asked behind him, tiptoeing in an attempt to see. "Jou…"

To Be Continued

A/N: Review, please! And I apologize for the crappy chapter! Please forgive me! ;o;! It's really tough cramming when you're just a freshman! -sob-