I know you'll all be annoyed, because this is a really short chapter compared to the others. I think it makes up for it by being dramatic though. ^.^

Don't worry though, there will definitely be a lemon in the next chapter (which, might I add, I have already started writing).

Thanks once again to Angel Dove1, Nagareboshi-Lover and Sasu-Sama' Sarukiji-Sempai for reviewing.

Happy reading. :)


At the end of the day, Seto got up from his desk and stretched lazily. His computer had been sitting in sleep mode for the past two hours, a fact that he resented. It was both highly irritating and confusing when instead of looking at office documents, he just wanted to look at Jou.

"Idiot!" he growled.

Look at how much work I have to catch up on now… that stupid mutt and his unpredictable antics. Hmm. Maybe I was just oblivious to everything. If I had paid more attention to him, would I have seen this coming? God, who knows… but I didn't have to kiss him back. I didn't have to get involved. I just got caught up in the moment because I wanted to feel in control. And it did make me feel better, but what if it was for all the wrong reasons? Gah. This isn't good at all.

As Seto sat back at his desk with a feeling of guilt creeping over him, he didn't hear the soft rush of rain falling outside. After only a short while it turned into a heavy downpour, with thunder rumbling in the distance. Looking out of the window, everything was dark and grey. Every now and then, a flash of forked lightning would light up the sky like a camera flash. Jou came running into the office after a particularly loud clap of thunder, eyes lit up with excitement. He liked the frantic flickering of the lightning as it zigzagged down to earth, and the commanding voice of the thunder. It reminded him of the very person that he was now gazing upon - often that low, husky voice and brightly flashing eyes was all it took to make his skin tingle. Sliding between Seto and the desk, he watched the other's face intently. For some reason, he just couldn't get those brilliant blue eyes to look at him. Seto appeared to be studying a button on Jou's shirt. He raised a hand and pulled on it gently, feeling the smooth texture. Jou smirked. Surely his shirt buttons weren't that fascinating? Unless the shirt was about to be removed... mm.

His mouth twisted wryly as he realised that maybe Seto was stalling for time.

The brunet lowered his hand, looking Jou in the eye; he could no longer avoid speaking to the boy who was so earnestly watching him.


Seto sighed before speaking in a reserved and almost painfully formal manner. "What are you doing here, Jounouchi? Would you mind telling me how you got into the staff kitchens, and why were you down there? I'd like to know before I discuss things any further with you." He leaned back in his chair and away from Jou, arms folded. Jou tensed up immediately. Those cerulean eyes were beginning to go cold with suspicion and regret.

This was the moment that he had been dreading. Seto hadn't actually realised that he was living in the building; they had both become too preoccupied for questions that morning. And now that Jou could see how bitter Seto was becoming, he wasn't too sure if it was the moment to be revealing things.

"Well, I came up here now because I wanted to see you."

"You wanted to see me? I think that's obvious." Seto said with a small 'hmph' of disdain.

Jou clicked his tongue angrily. "Aren't I allowed to want to talk to you, huh? Make up your damn mind, enough already with this shit! I am so tired of you running hot and cold on me!" he raged. "And don't go gettin' all surprised! It's your fault that I'm all moody like this, because you didn't even let me finish my breakfast! Yeah, that's right. I was eating from the staff kitchen, and that croissant was damn good before you came along and slapped it outta my hands!"

"Jounouchi, there's no need to-"

Shut UP, SETO! Or should I start calling you Kaiba again, seeing as apparently I'm not good enough for you anymore? Because that's what it seems like to me!" He stopped shouting for a moment to breathe, and was roughly pulled forward by his collar, Seto's legs squeezing him from either side. A small part of Jou's mind wanted to rejoice at being between those toned thighs, but he was too frustrated to feel anything much. And besides, the man holding on to him looked murderous.

"Not good enough for me?" Seto growled, his voice dangerously low. Their faces were only inches apart. Sparks crackled as they glared at each other; Jou's wide brown eyes were dark and hateful, while Seto's had turned to ice that threatened to crack. He leaned forward ever so slightly and dug his fingernails into Jou's chest, his thin lips pulled back in a snarl. He was shaking with anger. Jou felt that this time, he had really gone too far.


Eeeee... :D

What did you think of it? I know that it wasn't exactly said, but Kaiba's trying to blame his feelings on Jou as per usual. Even after feeling guilty about everything. Yup, that bastard.

Ok, I have to get to writing this next chapter up. I keep telling myself 'angry sex, angry sex!' XD

Much love! xoxo