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A/N: Ok, just so everyone's clear on this….there will absolutely be no lemon, no lime, nothing. Obviously Jou and Seto are lovers, and have gone all the way, but I get too embarrassed to write something like that, so please feel free to use your imagination, but I'm not going there. Sorry!!!!

Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh..NOT MINE!

Chapter 7

Jou stared in shock into the blue eyes of Seto. He willed himself not to tremble as those said eyes traveled the full length of his body, before staring back into the amber eyes that faced him.

"Can we talk?" Seto asked quietly, taking a step forward.

Jou took a small step back into the house. "S – sure," he stammered, before recovering his wits. He crossed his arms across his chest and glared at Seto.

"Actually, no, we can't," he said angrily. "I've got nothing to say to you, asshole. So get back on the high horse you rode in on, and take off." He turned away and began to swing the door shut.

Seto stuck his foot in the door, preventing it from closing. With a push, he forced the door open.

"That wasn't a request, mutt," he growled. "I'm not leaving until you hear me out, so get it through your thick fucking skull." He slapped himself mentally. Way to go, idiot! He's sure to listen to you now!

Jou glared at him, his eyes blazing with fury. He stepped fully outside, slamming the door closed behind him.

"Mutt?" he hissed. "We're back to that, are we? Well, understand this, Master. There's no goddamn way in any form of hell that I have anything to say to you. And there's nothing that you can say to me to change anything, so get this through YOUR thick fucking skull, Kaiba. I. Don't. Want. You."

Seto's eyes narrowed. His hands came up of their own free will and pushed Jou up against the door, pinning his shoulders against it, noting the look of fear that sparked in the blonde's eyes.

He lowered his face until their noses almost touched, and watched in fascination as Jou's lips parted involuntarily. Seto ran a finger down Jou's soft cheek, smiling inwardly as Jou clenched his jaw and tried to turn his head away.

"You don't want me, lover?" Seto smirked, running his finger over Jou's lower lip. "I think otherwise."

He lowered his head to Jou's neck and began nipping gently at the soft flesh. Jou moaned softly, lifting his hands and burying them in Seto's soft hair. Seto trailed his tongue across Jou's collarbone, gently sucking, before trailing feather soft kisses up his neck and behind his ear, reveling in the noises he was forcing from the passionate blonde.

Jou's eyes glazed with desire, and he turned his head to the side to allow Seto more access. He arched his body against Seto, his hands digging deeper into the brown mane, holding Seto's head firmly against his body. He sighed as the brunette nipped gently at his earlobe, his body craving his lover's touch. God, yes please! I need you, I want you, and I love you.

Suddenly he snapped back to reality, realizing his treacherous thoughts. With a snarl, he shoved Seto away from him, the passion draining from his caramel eyes, to be replaced with hurt anger. He raised his hand and delivered a stinging slap to the stunned brunette.

"How DARE you?" he shouted. "I'm not some goddamn fuck toy, Kaiba! Don't you ever touch me again!"

Seto stared at the crazed blonde, rubbing the red mark on his cheek. Fuck toy? Is that what he really thinks? Is that all he thinks he is to me?

He narrowed his eyes. "Don't flatter yourself, Jou," he said angrily. "There's no need for me to want to touch you again." What the hell is wrong with me??? This isn't what I'm supposed to be saying! Think, you idiot! "As a matter of fact, it was a mistake for me to come here. Sorry to have bothered you, mutt."

He turned with a swirl of his trench coat, his face emotionless and unreflective of the fury of emotion swirling inside him.

Don't let him go! Turn back, you baka! Don't you dare screw this up!

He walked away towards his limo.

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For the second time in two days, Jou watched his world walk away from him. His body trembled and his knees grew weak, tears filling his eyes before coursing down his cheeks. He clenched his hands into fists, and lowered his head, his body sagging against the doorframe.

Stop him, moron! Don't let him get away again!

He bit his lip and said nothing.

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Seto reached the limo and yanked open the door, nearly ripping it off the frame. He took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. How do I tell Mokuba what happened? He's going to be crushed. Oh shit, he's going to kill me.

He glanced over his shoulder at Jou, wanting to see him one last time. His heart broke in two at what he saw. Jou was slouched against the doorframe, tears streaming down his face. As he watched, the blonde brought his hands up to cover his face as he slowly sank to his knees, his body shaking with heavy, painful sobs.

As if being drawn to a magnet, Seto felt his hands gently close the car door, and his body turn and begin to walk back towards Jou. He reached him, and, as if in a dream, knelt next to him and gathered the broken boy into his arms. He smoothed back Jou's satin golden hair, and whispered softly in his ear.

"I'm here, Jou," he said. "And this time, I'm not going to let you go."

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Jou's heart felt like it was being torn out of his body. He had never experienced pain so great, having lost everything for the second time. He brought his trembling hands up to his face and slowly sank to his knees.

I've lost him again, he thought desperately. I've lost him again. I can't go on – what's the point? I have nothing. I am nothing. Everyone is right. I am useless. I'm nothing.

Just then, he felt a pair of gentle arms encircle his waist, pulling him into a comforting warmth. His eyes widened as he heard Seto whisper in his ear, disbelieving the words he was hearing. He twisted his body to face the one holding him, and stared into the calm sapphire eyes that stared back at him.

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The two faced each other, Jou's eyes wide and mistrusting, Seto's trying to convey what he couldn't put into words.

Seto wrapped his arms around Jou's slim waist and drew him closer.

"I mean it, Jou," he whispered. "I don't want to let you go. I can't be without you – and I wouldn't have it any other way. I won't let you go, Jou."

Jou lowered his eyes, afraid to believe what he saw in the other's eyes. "I can't deal with this, Seto," Jou said softly. "I can't. I can't have my emotions played with, as if on a whim. I'm not a toy – or a dog."

He bit his lip, his words a barely audible whisper.

"Set…you either have to let me go-" he looked up and locked his gaze with Seto's. "Or make me want to stay…."

A/N: Well? Well?? Come on, tell me! Too short, I know. I don't know if I like this chapter, but it's all I could think of! Please read and review! 