Story: Puppies and Dragons Don't Mix
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh.
Warning: Yaoi (boyxboy). May contain lime and/or lemon.
Pairings: Jou/Kaiba Possibly: Yami/Yugi Ryou/Bakura Otogi/Honda
Summary: Jou finds out that Kaiba is slowly destroying himself and desperately needs help. But why should he care? He's his worst enemy...right?
Symbols: "Talking" 'Thinking' -Scene Change- Chapter Start & End
Chapter 2: Cold glares and broken sentences
When Jou found himself at the door of the school's office, he nearly cried in relief. It felt like his arms were strung out permanently from all the weight he put on them and he had developed a rather nasty throb in his left temple. Kaiba hadn't woken up since he had first fallen asleep and Jou was glad. He didn't need his nasty insults or cold glares. He calmly struggled with the door before it finally swung open and slammed into the wall. Jou cringed as the noise boomed through the office, causing several secretaries to glare up at him from the piles of paperwork that littered their desks.
"Uh, sorry about that." Jou said meekly, wondering if he should just set Kaiba down and scurry out of there. But instead, he made his way to the nurse, catching only a few of the secretaries' surprised expressions. He knew he would get a reaction like that and he really wished that he were somewhere else.
The nurse sat behind a small wooden desk located in the center of the room, inspecting something crusted onto her overly large glasses. She didn't hear him when he came in and he cleared his throat, dreading her reaction.
Sure enough, she dropped her glasses with a thud and gaped at the sight before her. Jou was just imaging all the thoughts that were flying through her head at this moment. He had been in here over the past years, getting patched up from all the fights he had gotten into. And when that stage had been squashed by him actually getting a real friend, he was always passing through here led by a rather flustered principal who was preaching to him the importance of getting along with other classmates, specifically Kaiba. But of course, none of them had the guts to actually call the Ice King in themselves. They valued their jobs too much. Anyways, the point being, the nurse knew well of Jou's fights with Kaiba and to see him here with him in his arms was a bit of a shock. She screeched.
"Wha- wha-?" She blubbered, looking very much like the secretaries. "What happened?"
"Well, you see-" He began but was rudely interpreted by the principal himself, mopping his sweaty brow and panting, as if he had run. He probably had.
"What's going on here?" He roared, his gaze flicking to Jou and then locked eyes with the nurse. "I just got a call that-"
Of course the look of shock that passed over his face was expected, but did he really have to imitate a fish? He turned his head ever so slowly, doing a double take at the pair in front of him and his face paled considerably. "Wha-?"
"Listen, before you start making assumptions," Jou interjected angrily. If all they could do was stare and splutter, he might as well make his side heard. "I didn't do this. He just, um, collapsed on me." Fainting was too dainty for Kaiba.
The principal surveyed the situation before him, with unbiased eyes. He knew well that Jou wasn't exactly what you'd call "buddies" with Kaiba. In fact, the last time he checked, they both loathed each other. But he also knew Jou wasn't the type to kick people down until they passed out. He was skilled in fighting and knows that once the opponent can no longer fight, the battle is over. Several times too many he had been referred to as a bully and he had made it clear to him that he was nothing of the sort. Yes, Jou would never do something like this.
"Okay Jonouchi, I believe you." The principal said, catching his breath and regaining his composure. "If you would kindly set him over on the bed, I'm sure we can figure out just what happened."
Jou stumbled over to the undersized, rectangular bed in the room and set Kaiba down on the starchy sheets. Relieved of his burden, his spirits lightened considerably and he turned to face the overweight, balding man known as his principal. The man inspected the boy closely and then turned to the nurse.
"Make sure that Mister Kaiba here isn't in any mortal danger and make him as comfortable as possible." The principal took a deep breath. "If he wakes up, inform me immediately."
He turned to Jou. "Please come to my office, Jonouchi. I want to discuss what happened." Jou reluctantly followed, knowing that this would probably take awhile.
-Later-
"...And so I carried him all the way to the office, earning a few shocked glances and broken sentences." Jou finished, his voice growing hoarse. The principal had taken the liberty to question him on all sorts of small details, causing the frustrated blonde to get sidetracked from his explanation and made it ten times longer than needed.
"Is that all?" the principal inquired from behind the smooth, polished oak desk seated in his office. It was obvious that he wanted to wrap up this conversation.
"Yes," sighed Jou, grateful that it was finally coming to an end. It felt like he was being interrogated. "Can I please have an excuse to go to class?"
The principal examined the boy with mild surprise. "Since when did you start to actually want to go to school?" He joked, "Is this the same person who I caught cutting class?"
Laughing at the scowl that darkened the blonde's features, the principal whipped out a small pad and a pen and began to write him a pass. "I want to thank you, Jonouchi, for answering all my questions." He said solemnly, neatly ripping the pass off. "But do try to stay out of trouble."
"I will, Mr. Isoda." Jou equally answered in seriousness. He really would try not to get himself in these kinds of situations again. "And I will avoid Kaiba for awhile. I doubt he'll enjoy my company."
"Hmm, so true." He handed the pass over. "Speaking of which-"
But they were interrupted by a small knock on the office door. "Come in," Mr. Isoda called, as Jou grabbed his belongings.
The nurse, rather flustered, poked her head in. "Mr. Isoda?"
"Yes? What is it?"
"Mister Kaiba has woken up. And he doesn't seemed too pleased."
End of Chapter 2
Author's notes: Firstly, I want to thank all my wonderful reviewers. I seriously thought about terminating this story, since it was written at three o' clock yesterday morning as a joke. But they convinced me to keep writing. And thank you for pointing out my mistakes (I've hopefully fixed them all) and for the much-needed praise. It really brightened my day. Also, I want to say that I'm not quite sure where this is going, so I'm struggling to figure out what exactly is wrong with Kaiba. I thought about giving him a slightly amplified version of what happened to me a while ago, but any suggestions would be welcome. Anyways, I think I've said enough. Read and Review please, it's good for my story's nutrition. ;)