Damn it Damn it DAMN IT I suck at updating, yes, yes I do XD. You can't convince me otherwise!
…Yeah.
Anyway, I'll just shut up and do everything.
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WARNING: This contains slight shounen-ai and Yaoi hinting. Meaning boyxboy shit. Piss off if ya dun like this kinda stuff
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NOTE: You all might have to look forward to the descriptive paragraph changing! And the name of the story, because I realize that "When All Else Fails" No longer fits in with the story! And there will no longer be a poem where the chapter titles are! So….
Yes. I'm done. ON WITH THE STORY!
When All Else Fails, Chapter 8
'I'm lucky, I can open the door and I can walk down the street
Unlucky, I've got nowhere to go and so I follow my feet
A choice is facing you, a healthy dose of pain
A choice is facing you as you stare through the rain
A choice is facing you but I choose to refrain for today
Tomorrow we'll be back in trouble again
Dream one, you had a whole lot of fun with a comedian
Stop short of going all the way, you'll have to make it someday
Why is this happening to you, you're not a child?
Why is this happening? You've too much on your mind
Things creep up on you when you are fast asleep
You are dreaming, you are sleepy
You are stuck to the sheets
In a town so small there's no escaping you
In a town so small there's no escape from view
In a town so small there's nothing left to do
Intellectual and perspiring
Dirty dream number two
Dream two you couldn't see her face, but you saw everything else
Dream two was pretty special, easily beats loving yourself
Could you put a name to someone else's sigh?
Could you put a face to someone else's eyes?
Is it someone that you'd maybe recognize?
But it all fades into morning when you open your eyes…'
-Dirty dream number two by Belle and Sebastian
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"Sir? Sir?" Someone touching his shoulder. "Can you get up, please? I want to make a purchase."
Purchase…?
Oh yeah.
Jounouchi sat straight up from leaning his head on his arms and smiled warmly at the petite girl in front of him, who looked as old as 13, maybe 14. He saw a kind smile bloom on her face, and he laughed quietly to himself, taking the toy from her hands as she held it out for him to take.
Looking it over for the barcode, he noticed it was a Red Eyes Black Dragon action figure, kind of small. It was intricately carved to look exactly like the holographic illusion the duel disks all projected. He smiled again at the young girl.
"Sorry, miss. I had a bad night. I was studying' and all, ya know? How're ya today, anyway?" Keep the accent out of your voice as far as you can, Jou, he told himself. He didn't want to give the image of a punk to scare off the customers.
"Oh, I'm good! My brother's birthday is tomorrow, and I'm doing some last minute shopping." A cute kind of laugh came out of her, slightly wispy as she stared at him with large violet eyes while he rang up the purchase. He grinned again as she handed over the money after he told her the price.
"Your bro's a Duel Monster's fan? Cool. So am I. I Actually got this," He held up the small toy before wrapping it in a bag and putting into another, larger bag. "Monster in my deck."
"Really? Cool! He's just so in love with it because his favorite duelist has it and all, you know?"
Favorite duelist? Who else had the Red Eyes Black Dragon in their deck, besides him? Asshole! He'd hunt the guy down! "Favorite duelist? This guy famous or something?"
"Yeah, his name is Jounouchi Katsuya! I saw him once, and he's sooo hot!" She blushed after she realized what she said, clapping one hand over her mouth.
Jounouchi? Katsuya? Him?
He laughed really loudly, and she gave him a quizzical look, snatching her bag quickly as he handed it to her as if he had something wrong with him. He grinned wildly as soon as his giggles subsided, and then he spoke, a teasing tone to his voice. "No, you've seen him twice."
"What? Are you sta-"
The blonde stuck out his hand and gave her one of her most charming grins, pointing at his name tag that clearly stated 'Employee in Training, Katsuya'. "Jounouchi Katsuya, at your service. Nice at meet ya!"
He saw the horrified look cross her face as she unconsciously put her dainty hand in his, and he shook it politely. A second later, he almost grinned even wider as her face broke into an excited expression. "Oh my God! Are you serious? YOU'RE Jounouchi Katsuya? The Jounouchi Katsuya!"
"The one and only!"
"Oh my God! I'm going to tell all of my friends that I met the hottest duelist ever!" She squealed. "Bye, Jounouchi-sama!"
The blonde laughed loudly as he stared after the retreating black ponytail. He had fans, he guessed.
Maybe working here for the next six hours wasn't so bad, after all.
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The next few hours found Jou saying "Have a nice day!" every few minutes, with either a mumbled response, a happy response, or no response at all. The day was going ok, despite him having to get up at 8:00 am to work at 9.
He was told yesterday, after supper, that he would have to start work at 9:00 am, because Gramps was going to try and order some new toys to re-stock his inventory, well Yug' was cleaning the house. He had agreed, because he had no right to argue with these people. They were providing him with a roof over his head and food for his stomach, after all.
Another ring of the bell above the door and the chocolate-eyed boy looked up from his math homework, which was spread on the left side of the small counter. Noticing no one special, just another potential buyer, he went back to his work. This math was due Monday, and it was Saturday. Stupid fucking teachers. This thing was, like, 6 pages long! He wasn't going to get it finished unless he just stayed home (strange how he referred to this as 'home' already) all day.
"This is a surprise. You're actually getting your homework done."
And that was not just Seto Kaiba's voice.
His head shot up, a brief pain in his neck while he glared lightly at the tall teen that stood in front of the counter he had his homework spread out on. A raised eyebrow met his frustrated gaze (it was from the math!), before the brown-eyed boy spoke. "Can I help you?"
Keep calm, he told himself. You're here to work, not to get in a fight with this arrogant bastard.
"Being polite now, pup?"
"Can I help you, Kaiba…-san?" He added the last part reluctantly, inwardly screaming and throwing thoughts around in his head. He didn't have to be that polite! He didn't have to add the '-san'. He didn't have to be this nice!
Then why the hell was he being so nice?
A miffed look emerged from his rival's holier-than-thou attitude before it was replaced by one of indifference. Blue eyes held his for a moment before looking down at the sheets spread out on the small table, and then a voice that didn't even sound anything near cruel. "That answer's wrong."
"Huh?" Ok. What was Kaiba saying? His answer to his insult was wrong? What?
"That answer you just put down. It's wrong. You divided it wrong."
"What? Oh?" He looked down at the math, crinkling his eyebrows as he stared at the answer he had just finished. He didn't even consider how out of character the scene was before he answered. "How?"
"Right there. Here, look."
And then Kaiba was leaning on the desk, flipping the paper slightly so they could both see the scrawl that was Jou's writing. "See? You divided that 56 instead of the -1034. The answer isn't N equal to -1. It's supposed to be 4."
His face brightened up as he realized the mistake, quickly erasing the offending marks on the paper before looking up. "Thanks… Kaiba…"
And when did Kaiba's face get so close? And when did Kaiba help him in math?
They stared at each other for what seemed like hours, hardly inches apart. And through out the whole time, Jou was examining the way Kaiba's eyes had small flecks of black in them.
What the fuck!
He snapped back, sitting straight up and voice a slight squeak when he spoke to the brown-haired boy, who was still leaning on the counter. But now, his eyes were looking up and down the sheet quickly. "Uh, so, Kaiba, what can I do you for?"
Do you for? If that didn't sound dirty, in every way, shape and form.. Alert, Jou! You're being a dumbass!
"Is Yugi or his grandfather home?" The voice had returned to the brisk tone he was used too, and the shorter boy wiped his face of all emotion (except, maybe, for a little confusion). Slipping off the stool, he rubbed his hands (which were suddenly sweaty) off on his black jeans before he spoke, mumbling. "Ya, sure. One sec then…"
No answer before he disappeared around the corner and quickly trotted up the stairs, socked feet making no noise. He looked around at the top of the stairs before taking a right turn, heading for Grandpa Mouto's room.
He knocked politely and waited politely for the soft 'come in' before pushing the door open, peeking inside before slipping into the dimly lit room. He shot a small smile at the old man, before speaking. "Uh, Gramps? Kaiba's here to see ya. Dunno why…."
The violet-eyed man nodded, and Jou noticed that, in this dim light, that the older Mouto looked much older then he was supposed to, with wrinkles outlining his eyes and worried creases covering his forehead. "Alright. I'll be down in a second. Just… Go back down and tell him I'll be right there, please, Jounouchi?"
Shit, shit, shit! He didn't want to go back down and stand in that awkward silence! It wasn't as if he was supposed to be getting along with Kaiba, anyway! They were 'sposed to be arguing, and insulting each other! Not helping the other with math or something like that!
Fuck. Well, just because Grandpa Mouto asked him….
"Alright. Take your time, if ya want."
"Thank you, Jounouchi."
He crept out of the room as quietly as he had come in and made his way down the stairs again, contemplating what he should say to Rich boi after he told him what Gramps had said. Wasn't moneybags really impatient? Maybe he'd storm out and Jou wouldn't have to deal with that guy!
The blonde shook his head of all thoughts before looking up, widening his eyes in surprise to notice that he was in the doorway of the actual game shop and that Kaiba was staring at him with that unnerving cobalt gaze of his. The teen looked away and silently swore at himself before muttering. "He'll be done in a minute. Busy for a second…"
Again, no answer, just a nod, and Jou made a move to go to the countertop. He slid onto his seat and sneaked a quick glance at the brown-haired boy, hands clenching the seat tightly as he noticed something.
Kaiba was looking at him. Staring at him. Full frontal, with no shame what so ever. The black specks in his eyes were even more pronounced now that Jou knew they were there.
Before he could stop himself, his head tilted up sharply and he glared at the taller teen, hands clenching even tighter on the wooden seat. "What are you looking at!"
"You." Very blunt and it caught the blonde off guard, who just stared even harder at the obviously deranged CEO.
"Why the hell are you looking at me for? Nothing interesting here." He shot back after a few seconds, realizing a few seconds later that he had just -kind of- insulted himself. Now he was degrading himself to get back at rich boi? Lack of sleep and stress was getting to him.
Really. He needed to go drop dead somewhere for a few hours and come back to a million dollars stuffed into his backpack.
"On the contrary, I think you're more interesting then anything in here at the moment."
Jou's eyes shot open at the assumed confession and soft voice, and he dropped off the chair, accidentally knocking it down in the process. Brown eyes narrowed after the moment of confusion, and he got into his 'defensive stance'. Arms crossed and shoulders slightly hunched forward and very, very tense. You could mistaken him for a pissed-off dog right now, if you wanted.
His voice, when it came out, was growling and livid, practically spitting poison as he spoke. "Look, asshole! I dun know what kinda game yer trying to play, but stop it, cuz I dun need you throwin' sh-"
"Jounouchi!"
He froze at the sound of an older, more mature and calm voice coming from behind him, and his eyes closed for a split second before he relaxed and turned around. Even though his stance was now calm and easygoing, his eyes still held the fire of anger of a few moments ago. "Sorry, Mr.Mouto. It won't happen again."
The older man smiled at Jou's politeness and signaled that he forgave the fair-haired boy by nodding his head . "Glad to hear it. Now, Mr.Kaiba, you wanted to talk to me about something?"
The azure eyes (that were, yet again, on Jou) turned towards the eldest of them and nodded briskly. "Yes. I want to make a deal with you."
The voice was business like again, different from the softer tone Jou had heard before, when Kaiba had… said what he had said.
"Oh? Well, please come upstairs, Mr.Kaiba, so Jounouchi can return to his work and we can have some privacy."
Jou ignored that part and instead, studied the suddenly interesting ground. It was better than looking up at the slightly worried gaze of Mr.Mouto and the unsettling stare of Kaiba.
Again, he muttered an apology before turning around and going back to the counter, picking up the fallen stool and slumping on it. His back faced both of the other men, and Jou could feel a stare on his back until both of them left, their footsteps heard until the sound of a door slamming echoed down into his ears.
And he could bet that the stare didn't belong to Gramps.
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"Hey… Kaiba?"
"What is it mutt?"
Jou grinned at the usual cold voice that was directed towards him. But they were at school, after all. It was normal for them to fight and bitch at each other like rabid dogs here.
They had decided to keep their relationship a secret to the public, due to the fact that Seto owned a famous company. Of course, Jou had argued that they should go public, complaining that they shouldn't give a shit if they really did love each other, but then Kaiba had come up with a very valid point: Did he really want the media to hound him every hour of the day?
That had immediately shut Jou up.
But, hey, now they were alone. In the locker room after gym. Both half-naked. And one of them was having very mischievous and perverted thoughts.
And it sure as hell wasn't Kaiba.
"Have you noticed that it just went incredibly quiet?" The voice was purely innocent, of course. He wasn't just about to do the nasty with Moneybags. Oh no.
"I should have figured you'd notice, Mutt. You can't shut your yapping mouth for a split second." This voice was suspicious, less cold. Kaiba hadn't already figured out his plan? Of course not!
The blonde laughed to humor the dark-haired boy, and he received an even more wary stare in return. "Of course I can't Kaiba. But I can put my mouth to better uses, you know."
And when he looked back, he saw a very surprised look directed at him. He gave an impish smile in return, his voice teasing as he spoke. "You know you wanna."
The cold and indifferent stare he usually received at school turned into one of paranoia, and the tall CEO looked around in case of anyone listening. He then turned back to Jou, eyebrow's drawn together as he hissed out. "You know we can't, Jou. It's in a public place!"
Oh, so when did Kaiba turn into the shy Virgin? Jou pouted, bottom lip stuck out as he walked over to the other teen and looped his arms around his neck. Immediately after his long fingers touched Kaiba's back, the muscles tensed, and he kneaded them lightly. "But, Seeetttooo. I haven't been able to even to touch you for a whole week. You're so busy at work. And when it's not work, it's homework." The blonde laid his head on his lover's chest, sighing wistfully as his fingers run themselves lightly over Kaiba's back. "I miss you."
A pause, and Jou smirked inwardly. Yes, Kaiba! Give in! No one could resist Jou's ultimate pouting-technique!
… He was spending too much time around Yugi.
He looked up as the brunette spoke, eyes now more soft and less paranoid then before. "I know, Pup. But it's not like I can help it. It's hard though. You know that."
Oh, so it wasn't working, huh? Well, he would see to that.
He lowered his head and blushed, cuddling the dark-eyed boy's chest softly as he spoke in a low whisper. "But… I miss you. Even though I talk to you, I miss making love with you. I miss kissing you and you…" Pause for effect. He was doing good so far! "Being inside me. And I miss moaning your name with you there… Don't you miss me Seto?"
The heart beat beneath his ear quickened after the question, and he closed his eyes to listen to it. Yeah, Seto was going to crack. But he felt kind of bad now. Not only for deceiving Kaiba, but because what he had said was true! He did miss Kaiba.
A hand clasped his chin and forced him to look up, and he was met with smoldering cobalt eyes. They stared at each other for a full minute, one pair of eyes searching while the other pair were pleading and hurt. Then a soft kiss was placed on the blonde's lips, and Jou looked at Kaiba for his answer.
"… I do miss you, Jou. But we can't do that here. Ok?" Seto's voice was very soft now, sad.
Jou reached up and kissed Seto slightly harder then before, and he felt a hand come up to tangle in his hair. They prolonged the kiss, then pulled apart and looked at each other for a long time.
And then the blonde found himself pinned against the wall, Kaiba savagely ravaging his mouth.
Damn.
He kissed back just as forcefully, opening his mouth as he felt the brunette's tongue pressing against his lips. His tongue met Kaiba's, and they started to duel for dominance, Jou only giving in after a rather painful nip. He felt Kaiba press him even more heatedly into the wall after he won, and the honey-eyed boy moaned, pressing back.
Damn. When did Kaiba get so… Forceful?
They kissed like that for a while, teeth even clashing in the bruising kiss as the blonde's legs found their way around the brunette's waist. A gasp before they pulled apart, and Kaiba's mouth attacked his neck, biting and licking his way to the collarbone.
Another lustful moan before his voice spoke, breathless. "What happened to… Oh shit… not doing it here?"
"Are you complaining?" Another particular hard bite and he choked on his breathe, whimpering.
"Uh… No."
"Good."
He felt a hand flit across his nipple, and another whimper escaped him. He should be quiet. But it was kind of hard when the hottest guy ever known was grinding against you!
Another low whine as he grinded against his lover. "Seto… Hurry up."
The few seconds it took to get both of their pants off was agonizing for both Jou and Seto. But they managed, and immediately, Jou felt a pressure at his entrance.
"God… Seto… No Prepping?" The voice was slightly teasing, very breathless, and the young CEO immediately recognized it as a 'hurry up'.
It might hurt with out lube, but…
Jou almost let out a scream as he was slammed into, the sound instead coming out as a low, drawn-out moan from deep within his throat. Another slam into him and this time he had to bite Seto's shoulder to muffle it, which resulted in a gasp from the other boy.
They rocked against each other in accordance, moans and gasps filling the locker room with the smacking sound of skin against skin and skin against tile wall. The sounds were low and almost silent compared to the other times, but they were, after all, in a public place. School.
Another muffled scream by biting as Seto started to continually hit the white spot in him, the muscles on his abdomen starting to tense as the deep heat in his stomach began to become hotter. "Shit… Se…"
"I know. Me too."
And he would never know how Seto could keep his voice so even in the heat of sex.
The rest of his thoughts were banished from his mind as he moaned more loudly than before, and the white substance that was his seed shot out, coating both his and Kaiba's stomach. Not even a second later, a low whine came from Kaiba, and he could feel a warmness enter him.
A minute of breathless pants and them both somehow ending up on the floor, Jou's legs hooked over Kaiba's hips, before they shared a sweet kiss. The blonde grinned tiredly after they separated, and a sigh escaped his assaulted lips.
"You missed me a lot, hey?"
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Jounouchi winced as he closed the door with a resounding click in the darkness, locking it tightly so no one could get into the Kame game shop.
As soon as he woke up, erection visible and feeling a slight bit more then hot, he had shook his head savagely to get the dreams images out of his mind and decided to go for a walk. So, after cooling himself down and taking care of his problem by better means (cold water was a very good way to wake up), he had dressed and here he was. Outside with a jean jacket that did little to block out the cold wind that seemed to drift from the alleyways invitingly.
He jumped off of the steps and twisted right as he began to make his way downtown, towards where the worst-off people lived. Where he lived and belonged.
It would be good, just to stop and maybe clean up the apartment a little; God knew it needed a cleaning. And when he was done, he'd just have a quick nap and then go to his supposedly new home. Tell Grandpa Mouto and Yug' that he had gotten up at 7, or an hour before they would've woke up, for a walk. But, in truth, it was around 3, maybe 4 o'clock in the morning.
Not the best time to wander the streets, with the hookers still casting siren's eyes at the passing cars and men walking, and the drug dealers looking aloof and spindly in their ratty coats. But he didn't mind. He was used to it. His Pop kicked him out enough, after all.
Well, he wasn't implying that his dad was exactly bad - he was just a bit abusive. Sure, the old man never beat him, hit him physically, except for a few times. The man had never touched him in his life, except maybe a few times, yet again. Mostly when he was a new teenager, testing his limits and being disobedient. The worst he had gotten was bruises and cuts on his arm, when he had refused to get out of the apartment when his old man had brought over a few of his 'friends'.
No, Jounouchi's dad never beat him to an extent where it was plainly visible. He just… The blonde didn't know. The older man just didn't want to see him because he was 'the reason why that bitch left him'?
The threats, the anger, the drinking and sometimes drugging… He could honestly say that a lot of it was his fault. If he hadn't been here, his Dad might have been able to move on with his life, maybe continue with the job he had before he was fired for showing up to work drunk too many times. Maybe the old man might have gotten a better job, after seeing that he was a little worse off then when he had started off his marriage with his mother.
Of course, Jou didn't completely take the blame. He blamed his father for not being a better husband and father, and after that, not having the will to straighten himself out. He blamed his mum for walking away from the marriage while dragging Shizuka along, and not having the will to take his father's abuse and going to marriage counseling, or, better yet, going to court for the right to be the guardian of both him and Shizuka.
He also blamed the factors that piled stress on the thin wire that was his dad and mum's marriage (and he would be one of these factors, him being rebellious in his younger years and bringing his parent's conflicting ideas of punishment into light). The only person he wouldn't blame was Shizuka. She was too naïve and innocent to understand what was happening at the time and what was about too happen, and too young to do anything about it.
Really, it was kind of slaughtered, how much he thought of it, but it was something to think about. Sometimes. If he could stand the horrifying memories of his first few months alone with the old man. Those were the months where he was actually abused physically and mentally to an extent where he ran away. That was when his dad had stopped, after he had saw the blonde in handcuffs at his doorway for resisting the police. He didn't know why his dad stopped beating him after that, but he guessed it was because the old man saw what would happen to the brown-eyed boy if he continued to hurt him.
So, yeah, Pop still hurt him sometimes, only when he was really high or out.
Jounouchi's eyebrow furrowed as the ground turned more smooth, the children's' handprints that were imprinted in the sidewalk near the Kame game shop disappearing from view. It gave way to the pavement of City Central, the place where it was most lively every time of the day.
Had he really been walking that long? He snorted to himself quietly. He should get lost in his thoughts more often. It passed the time and made him forget that his face and hands were freezing.
Another thing he noticed as he turned the corner: Kaiba Corp. The big looming tower that stood out from the rest practically glared at him as he looked high, way high up and wondered if Kaiba was working at even this time. Then he rapidly abandoned the thought, for the fact that, number one, it was way too late (or early, considering your standpoint) to be working, and two, why was he thinking about Kaiba? Stuck up bastard anyway.
The guy didn't appreciate everything he had, only his little brother. He wasn't considerate of other's feelings, and didn't care who the hell was in his way! He was selfish, rude, arrogant, and too confident for his own good. The guy was a total asshole in his own right.
While, that was the view he gave the blonde.
The freezing teen looked back to where he had been staring at the building, slowly following the line of windows to look up at the very top window again. Yeah, Kaiba was an asshole. He would never understand why Jou hated him. Like Jou didn't understand why he dreamt of the guy he hated so much.
He continued walking, only two blocks from where he had stopped. And then, what he thought were blue eyes in a dark window of a passing car that continued forward and away from him. Next, a voice: "Hey, ya lil' punk, give me all yer money and I won't stick dis knife through yer back."
Jou smirked. Maybe he could forget Kaiba existed for a minute.
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WOAH. Done. And I suck ALOT, just because. Chapter eight, and aren't you all just ready to kill me? XD
Heh heh. I thought so.
But, yes. End of chapter, I'm taking a load of, and I hope you enjoyed the read X).
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