Whee! I actually updated. Which is sad, since I should have done it sooner then later. So, anyways… nothing really important in this chappie. Just some mild rambling and a run in. With the little dream sequence, of course. So yeah… Disclaimers… and warnings…

DISCLAIMER: I do not own any of the characters of Yu-Gi-Oh! They all belong to Kazuki Takahashi!

WARNING!: This contains slight shounen-ai and Yaoi hinting. Bugger off if ya dun like this kinda stuff .

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When all Else Fails, Chapter 2

The interpretation of dreams is the royal road to a knowledge of the unconscious activities of the mind
-Freud

He really didn't like Mr.Yuriko. And the blonde meant, in the way, that he wished that the man would get run over by a car, scraped off the road, taken in a plane, and thrown out of the damn thing onto some sharp crevices. Yes, that would be a good way for him to die slowly and painfully. Could you tell the blonde had too much time too think about that?

A survey of his work as he realized he had been wiping the same spot over and over again, the water leaving a splotchy drawing on the glass. Stupid dirt. Was it stuck in the window, or was it just outside? No matter. He was done, damn it!! Fuck the teach' if he didn't like his wonderful job!… Of course, Jou would never think of actually fucking Mr.Yuriko, but moving on…

The chocolate eyed boy looked at the bucket a couple of feet away from him, a sly grin finding it's way to his face. The grin widened as he positioned himself a few steps away from where he had already been standing, hand - and rag - held in the air as he focused on the bucket. A soft throw as he pleaded with the rag to fall gracefully into the bucket as it sailed through the air. And with a show of absolute grace, it promptly hit the other side of the bucket and dragged it down, spilling the messy contentsall overthe floor.

"Aw Fuck!"

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The blonde grumbled impatiently as the bus' headlights came into view, the large, yellow orbs hurting Jou's eyes. He hated taking the bus. It was usually filled with drunken old geezers and little punks who never knew any better. How many times had he almost got beaten up when a kid tried jumping him? Well, of course, the kid was no match for the superior Katsuya Jounouchi. No one was!!… Well, except rich boy. And only in fighting. But he got Karate teachers and expensive lessons and stuff!

He really had to blame all of this on Mr.Yuriko right now, because he made him do the damn floor again when he saw that his favorite student had spilled the damn bucket all over the place. His knees hurt. So that was the simple reason Jou was risking getting into a fight. His stupid knees hurt from bending on the floor so much. Plus, his pants were wet.

Plopping the money into the little box, he quickly made his way to the back with a grumble from the driver, who obviously didn't like 'skinny-assed punks'. Keeping his shoulders square and his eyes level, he scowled at anyone who looked at him. Hey, sometimes it was better to act mean so people would stay away from you, right? Right. Moneybags perfected that. Except, the fact was, he was mean.

He no sooner sat down and thought about thinking about Kaiba too much (Which he promptly hit himself over because he was thinking about why he was thinking about the CEO), did a man whose pants look too small on him approached him, a lecherous grin on his face. The man, who Jou effectively nicknamed 'fat man', sat down beside him and gave him a little wink, that looked more like it was a grimace because of the fact that his face held probably as much fat as his neck. Which was a bit too much.

"Heeeey cutie. Where ya headin' tanight?" Fat man's speech was slurred effectively, which tipped the blonde duelist off that he was drunk beyond hell. Not minding that the unbearable odor and the messy clothes with stains on them didn't tip him off, either. Not a bit.

"Get lost, fat man. I dun wanna be bothered tonight." He added a growl to the effect of a dangerous teen, eyes hovering on the man's face in a vicious look. If the man truly was drunk, he wouldn't leave him alone. Which would result in violence, with the fat man being on the receiving end. Unless the fat absorbed his attacks. Which wouldn't be surprising. The man was HUGE. He was taking up three seats, practically. He was suddenly very, VERY glad he had taken the very back. If he was sitting in the two seaters, he surely would be squished up against the window in a painful position. Or maybe he would be outside, glass surrounding him since the window might have broken from the pressure. Who knew?

As the blonde contemplated his thoughts about whether he'd be out the window or squished, the man was caught in a little fit of giggles. Jou only noticed when the man slapped his knee, effectively sending ripples pooling away from the contact to his skin. "Ooo, a feisty one, eh?" The man snickered again, eyes looking up and down his form in a rabid look, making Jou feel like he was a burger on display. Honestly, man, put down the fuckin' fork! " What's that on your knees? Cum?" He snickered again, hand inching closer to Jou's knee.

The blonde knew the fat man wouldn't have been looking at his knee, if he wanted to… 'eat him'. Which caused the blonde to blush as the fat man's hand got closer to his leg. The man had been looking at his crotch! The fuckin' pervert! The blonde shuddered to think of what he was like sober.

A quick reflex as the fat man's hand came in contact with his leg, his fist automatically finding the dirty man's face and sending him backwards. Hey! The fat didn't absorb his attack! The thought was banished as Jou stood up, towering over the now cowering figure of the big ball of fat. "Never, EVER touch me near there again, you fucking pervert!!" He sent a kick to the fat man's 'private place', gloating slightly when the man let out an unearthly screech. He screamed like a girl, too? This guy probably had never gotten laid before. Or maybe he had. Poor prostitutes…

His victory was short lived, how ever, as the bus driver grabbed his collar and threw him out the door with yells of "If ya ever do that again, ya little punk, I'll get the police on ya!". With that, the door closed with a snap and the bus hurried away, as if wanting to get away from the teenager now lying eagle-spread on the asphalt. Nasty old man, the guy was. Fat man started the whole thing! At least he was off that bus…

Laying there for a few more minutes as he tried getting the fat man's 'affection' out of his system, he sat up slowly, hands coming up to hook behind his head in a lazy fashion. Now where was he? He had to get home some how, and if it was by walking, who gave a shit? He needed to know where he was first.

His day got worse as he noticed he was currently sitting in the central part of town. Which meant that he was near a certain company. Said company happening to be Kaiba Corp. … Which probably meant the young CEO was there. Damn, stupid ass Kaiba and him being EVERYWHERE the blonde went. This time, he would blame Kaiba's dad, because he built the damned company there. Or did Kaiba build the company after his foster dad Gozubaro decided to digitize his mind? Eh, who cared? He didn't needa know the Kaiba history. It was probably boring, while his history was filled with excitement!!... Technically, Kaiba's was too because he was a priest in his past life, but who cared?!

Chocolate brown eyes widened when he saw a neat, black limo pull out in front of Kaiba Corp, the automobile long enough to put a city block to shame. Stupid Kaiba and his stupid money… Speak of the devil, too. The stony faced CEO was making his way out of the building, flocked by security guards and a few news reporters. Kami-sama, the guy was paranoid.

Finally realizing the position he was in, he quickly scrambled into a standing position. Only to find out that he was also in sight of the brunette. Right now, he bet the Gods were saying "Ha! Look at that dumb Jou kid! Let's torture him some more!". So, deciding to be the man he was, he ran.

Skidding to a stop and dashing into the nearest alleyway on sight, the blonde duelist let out the breathe he was holding in. Ha! Kaiba wouldn't find him! He was the incre-

"Well, well… The mutt's scrounging for some spare food? Never thought you'd sink this low." The words followed by a tsk-ing sound made the blonde jump slightly, whirling around to face who ever had followed him. It took him a few seconds to confirm it was the arrogant brunette, with a damn sneer adorning his features. God damn it, how had Kaiba found him so fast?!?!

A scowl and glare was sent towards his direction as he stared, mouth open slightly. The words that made their way out of his torturer's mouth weren't that nice, either. "Are you going to stare at me all night, mutt, or answer my earlier question? Some of us do have a life, you know." Extra sarcasm there, right Kaiba? God, the guy had to be laid some time.

Finally snapping out of his reverie, the 'mutt' growled beneath his breath, his own glare trying to tear the CEO to pieces. "It's none of yer business, rich boy." He wasn't going to give up that easily! He'd give Kaiba a damn fight. Yep. As long as he wasn't advancing on him like he was right now…

A few seconds later, he felt himself held in a painful position by the tall teen, elbow pressed quite roughly into his neck. Said elbow digging into a certain place that made him want to pass out at the moment. "Listen, mutt." Said with extra spite. He must have been practicing. " I don't have time for your silly little games. I have to get home to Mokuba." Ice boy was spending time with his little bro? Miracle. "Now tell me before I make you pass out and leave you here."

Ooo. He was nice.

"…N…no." Said simply and painfully, since Jou could hardly breath. Apparently, the brunette pinning him to the wall didn't want to be charged for murder, so he let go. Jou fell to the ground unceremoniously, greedily taking in the air around him. When he was finally done taking in the must needed oxygen, he glared up to his tormentor, only to find he didn't have to tilt his head very far up. Kaiba's face was right in front of him, glaring harder then he had been before. Letting out a yelp, the brown-eyed boy scrambled backwards, back hitting the wall instantly.

Swearing, he looked up to the boy towering over him. A smirk was set on his features, and Jou once again had the feeling he was going to be eaten. Why was every guy trying to either hit on him or kill him? He felt like everyone was out to get him!… OK, now he was turning into moneybags. All he needed now was a trench coat and a scowl that said "Fuck off, you're below me.".

Watching him warily, Jou stayed tense. He grew even more tense as the brunette made a move towards him, crouching and shifting position so he was kneeling in front of the blonde. Which led to said blonde wincing when two hands were slammed loudly into the bricks beside his head. Kami, wasn't the guy hurt? Apparently not, since he was smirking at the wince he had made.

"Now, puppy," Not a common used nickname, unless the duelist was feeling sorry for what was about to happen. "Are you going to co-operate or be a stubborn mutt?" The brunette should have known the answer! So he'd just stare at the CEO until he got uncomfortable and left him alone. So he started his plan, honey-brown eyes staring at the brunette in open defiance. Maybe rich boy would get the hint fast.

Of course, the blonde wasn't the best at a contest of wills when it came to the young CEO. He quickly turned away in favor of staring at the ground, glaring heatedly at the dirt to blame it for his defeat. Which led him to realizing the current position they were in. Kaiba's leg was somewhere VERY near where it shouldn't be. This caused the blonde to blush brightly as a certain dream came back to him, one which involved a wall, some chains, a cock ring, and his 'master' with a riding crop. It was a delicious dream, yes, but it wasn't good to think about it at that exact moment. It was providing him images of Kaiba as his 'master'.

A rough voice informed him that the tall duelist's patience had worn thin. " Look, mutt. I told you, I'm busy. I am not leaving until I get a answer of why you were staring at me. Soon as you provide me with that answer, I will more then happily move from this position." Could the guy read minds, too? No wonder he was a top business man.

"Once again Kaiba, no." He finally looked up and gave the other a small smirk crossed with a scowl. Which probably wasn't the best reaction he could have given the brunette. He only realized that when the teen scowled heavily, face coming dangerously close to the honey-eyed boy he was holding hostage. " Let me say this slower." Slower being extra slow. "Give. Me. My. Answer. Now."

The guy could be menacing when he really, really wanted too. But he couldn't think very brightly right now. Kaiba's breath was caressing his cheeks, and his eyes were still staring down at him heatedly. And his mouth was slightly parted. Which gave Jou the chance to admire his lips. They were a faint red, practically the perfect color, and they looked slightly swollen, which gave him the impression Kaiba had just came from a fucking session.

Realizing what he was thinking and snapping out of it, he gave a final glare before sighing. He really needed to get away from Kaiba. It was effecting his thoughts too much. "Fine. I'll tell you. Just get off of me."

The brunette blinked at the easy defeat and got off quickly, standing at his full height when he was up. The blonde glared up at him again, happy for the now-distance between their faces. " I was just looking at yer handwriting. You have very girly handwritin', Kaiba, anyone ever tell ya that? And I didn't know you were…" What was the word again? "Ambidextrous or whatever… Happy now?"

Getting up and wiping off his jeans, he avoided looking at the brunette for his reply. Which was nothing. Getting a bit nervous at the silence, he sneaked a peek at the taller boy to his right. Surprisingly, the cobalt eyed teen looked slightly surprised. Only slightly, because major emotion wasn't in his system. It would be weird if Kaiba suddenly looked really surprised. Or any other major emotion.

Waiting only a little bit more for anything, any reaction from the brunette, the blonde tensed and relaxed according to the air. Kami, it was getting cold! And why should he wait for a reaction by Kaiba? Straightening up and sending an indefinite look over to him, he started walking past him. "Seeya, rich boy."

...Why did he HAVE to break the damn silence? He could have just left silently, not disturbing moneybag's thoughts.

His voice seemed to have snapped the boy out of his little day dreams, because a sneer suddenly crossed his face, effectively replacing the confused expression of a second ago. "That wasn't so hard, now was it, pup?"

Jou froze at the sound of his tormentor's voice, only pausing briefly before replying sarcastically. "Oh, yes. That was so easy, Kaiba. Now leave me alone. I have to find my house." Not adding he would probably get kicked out for a week or so for being so late. Again.

Since there was no more noises coming from the brunette, a risked glance was sent towards him again. Cobalt eyes were looking at him thoughtfully, another unreadable expression painted onto his features. What was with Kaiba and staring at him? Turning away hurriedly, the blonde shrugged, feet starting to move out of the alley. Before some words shattered the silence once again. Where were the cars, anyways?

"I'll take you home, pup."

Those five words made the blonde teen whirl around ungracefully on his feet, effectively making his legs entwine together in an unhealthy position that made him land on his ass. "What?!" Kind of spluttered due to his disbelief that the great Seto Kaiba, ruthless CEO of Kaiba Corp., was being nice. To him. Was he on something, like drugs? Someone should tell him that that stuff was bad for your system.

Another bad reaction, because the CEO on drugs was now the CEO with a very, very angry look on his face. "Look, mutt, it's rare I'll be nice to people I don't like." Joy! All was still normal! Kaiba still hated Jou! " So either accept the ride, or walk home. I'm sure your father would love it if you came home at around 1:30 am."

Was it that late? Or was it just 1:00 am? Because it would probably take half an hour if he drove… but if he walked, that means it was probably around 12:00 am… Ok, Jou was getting confused.

Shaking his head to clear his the thoughts that would probably pledge his mind for another hour or so, he nodded slowly, coming to a decision. "Ok." He was such a master with words, wasn't he? Maybe he could make a speech about it, which would probably consist of some choice swearing mixed with his New Yorker accent. An- What the fuck was Kaiba doing?

Said teen was currently holding his hand out to the confused blonde, eyes glowering only lightly down at the blonde. Brown eyes stared at it blankly until he finally got what he was supposed to do. Grabbing it fast, as to not piss the brunette off any further, he felt his body being forced upwards in one swift motion. Kami, the guy had strength too.

They held hands for a second or two before letting go, Kaiba's face still composed while Jou's had a light blush on it. The taller of the two walked past him hurriedly after a moment's hesitation. Another blank stare followed the blue-eyed teen as Jou tried figuring out what to do again. He saw the back he was watching stop, the voice going with it speaking loudly. "Are you just going to stand there all night? Hurry up." Scrambling towards him at the command, the teen resisted the urge to scowl further.

Today had been a really, really bad day.

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Smirking as the door opened slowly, the blonde stood still as the lights turned on, followed by a level stare from his master. Well, who wouldn't stare at you if you were wearing something that only girls should wear?

Currently, the blonde was wearing a brown dress that only want down to mid thigh, bringing out the mischievous glint in the his eyes. He, of course, had an apron on, the frilly white edges not touching his legs thanks to the poofiness of the dress. The front of the get-up was low, revealing quite a big portion of his chest. To top it all off, he had a white, lacy ponytail in his hair, and the worst of it…

He had blonde dog ears and a tie-on doggie tail. Because if he put the furry dildo up his ass, his master couldn't fuck him. Which was what he was aiming for, of course. He had found a small dairy of his, and being the curious puppy he was, read it. It turned out to be a fantasy journal. So he found out his Master had a lot of fantasies. And he was planning on fulfilling every single one of them.

Smirking at the appreciative blue eyes scanning his figure, he tugged at his hands. He was also tied to a bed post, with a bandana he had found in his own drawer earlier in the day. He was glad he didn't wear the bandana before, and that he didn't like it. He was hoping it would be ripped later. It was fucking hard to tie, too.

Deciding that the man had had a long enough time to drool, he smirked, only to let out a small purr. "Hello, Master…" He saw a shiver run down the body of his admirer. The plan 'seduce-him-and-get-fucked' was working so far. " I think I've been a bad boy lately, so…" He pouted adorably, trying not to laugh at the sheer excitement of it all. "I think I need to be punished… What are you going to do to me, Master?" He looked at the man so innocently, he looked like he had practiced Yugi's 'get-anything-you-want' look and perfected it. Except for the fact that he looked God damn fuckable right now.

Not receiving a huge reaction besides the first one, the blonde smirked inwardly at the challenge. So, his Master wasn't budging? He'd change that with his second method. He moaned lightly, followed by a small shudder as he pressed himself against the bed post. "Don't you think I've…uh... Been a bad boy, Master? Do... Uhn… Don't you think I should be punished?" The moans interrupted his speech only slightly as he felt his cock press against the wood, the feeling only a little pleasurable. He had to over exaggerate, of course. He would never get anywhere if he didn't use any of the stuff he thought of.

A slightly louder moan as he bit his lip, eyes closed, rubbing slightly against the wood. Ok, he was going to get a hard on just from wood?! That was fucked up… "Please, Master… Punish… oh…me." Another low moan and a shudder. Kami-sama, wouldn't any respective gay/bi guy just jump up and fuck him senseless at that picture?

Since his eyes had been closed for a short period of time, Jou let out a gasp as he felt two hands on his thighs, a breath soon caressing the back of his neck as his 'owner' spoke deeply, words filled with barely restrained lust. " Hmm, Puppy… thought you could get me to fuck you senseless, when you wanted too?" He felt a slight smirk in the other's words, and had the urge to whap him. But since his hands were tied to the bed post, that thought was rendered useless.

A pause as Jou whimpered lightly, his length still pressed against the cold wood. He wondered briefly if you could get slivers in your dick before the other spoke, voice low. "Well, it damn well worked." His body was now pressed against the back of Jou, where the blonde delightedly gasped at the bulge poking his ass. Plus the fact his lover had admitted it was a huge step in his plan.

He felt a hand reach under his dress and stroke his already large erection with a large hand, causing the blonde to moan louder then before. A chuckle sounded from behind him, followed by a lick around his ear lobe. " You look so God damn fuckable…" He swear he could read minds. " I just want to fuck you so badly, Jou-pup…" His already hardened erection hardened even more as he felt the hand leave to flit across the tip of his manhood, causing a whimper. " I just want to pound my cock up your ass right now..." He only talked dirty when he was highly aroused! Joy! Jou had accomplished his mission… Almost. But now to hurry up the fucking.

The blond panted lightly as a smirk crosses his features, pushing away from the wood to rub his ass against the other's concealed penis, moaning vocally as he felt the bulge pushing against him. "Oh, Pl… uh… Please Master… Fuck me… Punish me…" He felt the hands tighten around his cock, earning another moan. His Master must have been real aroused… He had a tent in his pants, for God's sake!

He heard light panting as the man behind him licked his neck in a hungry fashion, Jou's ass still rubbing against his erection. "Alright puppy… Now be a good puppy and scream for me…"

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That was when Jou woke up to the virgin rays of sunlight splaying across his face from the broken blinds, squinting only slightly to recognize that he wasn't facing a bed and bedpost, but his own cracked ceiling. Which really disappointed him for a split second. Why the fuck did he always have these dreams? And why didn't he remember the man always doing those delicious things to him? It wasn't fair, when some people actually had others that did that to them, while he only had an imaginary guy who left him with sticky bed sheets.

Speaking of bed sheets, his weren't sticky this morning. Just slightly taller then they were usually. Which probably meant he just had a very, VERY large problem to deal with before school.

The blonde sighed, groaning slightly when he confirmed his suspicions. Why did every single day have to start out like this now?!

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Kami- God. If you add sama, it's just a more formal way of saying God.

Holy shit O.O. I didn't plan on making it this long.. I'm usually the person who just does short chapters, long stories… turned out this was around 4500 words O.o. Well, anyways, I hope ya like this story!! Ciao!!

Aliana

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Gomen for not updating sooner! I was…busy and stuff... I'll update sooner, I promise!