Well, would you look at that people. I'm not dead! XD
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Disclaimer: Nope. I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. All I own is one and a half bar of chocolate, a mismatched pair of socks and a homemade dream catcher.
Pairings: SetoJou, some YamiYugi and BakuraRyou…maybe HondaOtogi? I might add some hints if anyone wants it.
Warnings: YAOI, future lime or lemon, some bad language and molesting. If any of that makes you uncomfortable, please leave; don't rant in a review about how horrible it is. Or, well, you can do that too, I guess. –shrugs- More reviews for me! XD
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Chapter 4
Normal POV
Step 4: Make body contact as often as you can, however small. For example, try brushing your shoulder against his when you pass each other, or touch his arm when you talk to him! Physical touch is something a boy always appreciate, girl!
Jou sighed, as he leaned his chin upon his arms, propped upon the desk. As usual, the teacher in front of the classroom was droning on and on about some stupid subject that Jou couldn't care less about, and everyone in the classroom were either staring at the teacher with dazed eyes, or doodling lazily on their notebooks.
Amber eyes dared a shy glance across the classroom, to stare upon the handsome brunet on the other side of the classroom.
A slight pang went straight through Jou's heart, much like a knife through butter but more painful, and he looked away wincing. The words Seto had spoken to him yesterday were still clear in his memory, and still stung viciously.
Jou didn't know for how much longer he could keep this up. Following the magazine's advices, that was. So far, it had done him nothing good. Opposite so, even! The brunet seemed to hate him even more than usual now…
A soft sigh escaped Jou, and his eyes burned slightly as he kept his gaze on the floor in front of his desk.
But what else could he do? He had followed the advices for too long to just give up now. He might as well continue with them until the end. If not…all of his hard work would have been for nothing. Maybe the brunet would soften up soon?
A snort escaped Jou, and he shook his head bitterly. Yeah, right. And ice-cubes didn't melt in the Sahara. To soften up the stoic Seto Kaiba, it would take at least seven billion bottles of fabric softener…
Jou huffed, making a few strands of his hair fly up. Today he kept his hair free, mostly because he had woken up too late, and had no time to fix his hair. But, he had actually borrowed one of Anzu's hair clips, a simple silver one, to put some of his long fringe behind his ear so everyone could still see his face and amber eyes clearly. Many people had given him appreciating glances, and he had heard a few muttered 'cute' and 'I want a piece of that!' in the hallways.
"Not that it matters." The blonde thought sadly to himself, glancing over to the brunet CEO once more. "Seto still doesn't look differently at me…nor will he ever, with my luck. No, in his eyes I'll always be...no matter how good I look…" Jou sighed. "…a good-for-nothing mutt."
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In the other end of the classroom, Seto Kaiba was mentally beating himself up. Not with a few measly mental slaps either; he was giving himself a mental ass whipping that would have made him unable to sit properly for weeks, had it been in real life. He had been doing that since the beginning of the day, when he had seen that lost, sad look on Jou's face whenever the blonde looked at him.
Strange thoughts, that had never crossed Seto's mind before, where echoing inside his brain; toughts of apologizes.
"Should I apologize? I mean…I acted like a complete jerk, and…" Seto quickly threw those thoughts out the window, scowling deeply. "No, NO, I can't! I'm Seto Kaiba, and Seto Kaiba doesn't apologizes to anyone."
Well…Katsuya Jounouchi wasn't anyone. He was…different somehow. Seto didn't know how, or why, but Jounouchi just was different.
Maybe it was the fact that the blonde duelist was one of the few peoples that could actually bring out emotion in him. Every time they talked, Seto would feel hot, and his heart would beat faster, and adrenaline would rush through his body in powerful waves.
Anger. Heat. Annoyance. Seto always felt those feelings whenever they met.
But also amusement. And strength. And some strange sense of power as well, as Jou would always put up a fight, even when it was inevitable that he would lose.
And their encounters also made him feel…some other emotion he couldn't describe, but that
never ceased to amaze and enchant him. Maybe that was why he had so often gone out of his way to tease the blonde, just to get that strange surge of, well…pleasure, might be the best way to explain the feeling.
Even if he would never admit it, Seto was addicted to Jounouchi. And he didn't know whether he could get rid of that addiction, or…
Seto sneaked a glance over to Jou.
…if he even wanted to.
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After the first lesson, Jou decided to at least try out the magazine's advice. It couldn't hurt (much) could it?
…Jou wouldn't even answer that question. The honest answer would probably break what little courage he had actually managed to conjure up.
Swallowing deeply, clutching his Literature books to his chest, Jou headed down the corridors to hunt down the powerful CEO of Kaiba Corporation.
Luck actually favoring him, Jou found Seto after only a couple of minutes. The brunet was stalking down the corridors, briefcase in one hand, and his(literately) patented 'scowl of death' on his face. One hand in his pocket, and blue eyes staring straight ahead, the man was danger impersonated.
A light shudder ran through Jou's body, caused by both attraction and fear. Story of his infatuation with Seto Kaiba. Desperately attracted, wishing to be closer, and still full of that strong fear that always churned his stomach and compelled him to run as far away as humanly possible.
But, as usual, Jou pushed the fear to the back of his mind, and approached the other. Like a moth to a flame, if he was to put it in metaphoric terms.
Jou quickly decided to put his plan into action.
Just when the two passed in the corridor, Jou took a small sidestep, pretending to avoid another student on his other side. In the next second, Jou found his shoulder successfully brushing against Seto's.
The reaction was immediate.
Seto stopped, turned around and gave him a glare worthy enough of one of his fierce Blue Eyes White Dragons.
"Why don't you watch where you're going, mutt? Or is even walking a task you are unable to accomplish properly?" The brunet drawled, voice colder than dry ice.
Jou's already wounded heart shattered further.
Normally, Jou would have snapped at the brunet and yelled profanities at him. But now…now he could barely hold back tears. Too many cold insults to his attempts of being nice and getting closer to Seto was hurting his already fragile self-confidence.
"I…I'm sorry…" His voice was barely above a whisper, and Jou found himself unable to meet the piercing stare of Seto Kaiba.
"Hn." Seto turned around and walked away, but not before throwing another insult over his shoulder. "Just stay out of my way…idiot."
Disheartened, Jou threw a saddened look at the retreating CEO's back, before turning away and quickly jogging towards his classroom. The jogging soon turned into a full scale sprint, and other students and some teachers yelled after him when he swished past them. Jou didn't apologize even once.
When he reached the classroom, he slumped down in his desk, quickly burrowing his face in his arms.
Jou's breaths escaped uneven and quick between his lips. He suddenly found it hard to breath, and he had to gasp out his breaths sharply.
Maybe it was because he was slightly out of shape for the moment.
Maybe it had been a long run to the classroom.
Maybe it was because the air in the classroom was really bad, and lacked oxygen.
Or, just maybe, it was because of that strange lump that had formed in his throat all of a sudden, that seemed to stop everything to come past, down his throat, even air.
"Stupid Kaiba…" Jou whispered into the desktop, clenching his burning eyes shut tightly. "Why do you have to make me feel this way about you?"
On the other side of school, Seto Kaiba was mentally banging his head against a brick wall.
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Literature came and passed in a blur for Jou. All too soon, the next lesson rolled in over him; English. A subject Jou actually did well in; his grandfather on his dad's side of the family had been American, and had taught Jou to speak it when he was a kid.
Jou loved English. He really did. But for once, he wasn't looking forward to the lesson.
A deep sigh escaped Jou, as he fiddled with his pencil, while Yugi, Honda, Anzu and Ryou were chatting happily about one thing or another. Jou couldn't bring himself to join the conversation. His latest conversation with Seto Kaiba was still in clear memory for him, and still had pain shoot out from his heart with every beat it made.
When Yugi asked Jou if he was alright, Jou merely smiled slightly and responded with a fake happy; 'yeah, of course I am Yug'! Don't worry about it!', before returning to fiddling with his pencil and sighing deeply.
"Alright, class!" The teacher, Yoru Nagisa said curtly, staring out over the class with a small smirk playing on his lips, that had every girl in class giggle and swoon. "We're going to have a small oral exercise. You all pair up two and two, and then you read, in English, the dialogue on page 67. Everyone got that?"
"Yes, Mr. Nagisa!" The class, minus Seto and the still pencil-fiddling Jou, chorused, quickly pairing themselves up.
Unfortunately for Jou, he was far to busy staring sadly at his pencil to notice any of the commotion around him, as everyone tried to get paired up with someone they were friends with.
It wasn't until Mr. Nagisa loomed over him, and slammed a hand into his desk that he woke up from his daze.
"So, Katsuya…" The tall redhead smirked, his voice a malicious purr. "Have you gotten yourself a partner?"
"W-What?" Jou quickly stuttered out, blushing deeply as the class started to snicker around him. "What partner? F-For what?"
Mr. Nagisa rolled his eyes, as if asking God for patience with the idiots called students. "For the oral assignment I just issued you. Ah, never mind…" The teacher turned around and glared sharply across the room. "Mr. Kaiba! Come here, and join Katsuya for the assignment. And while you're at it, explain to him just what the assignment is about. Be sure to use small words, though…it seems Katsuya is rather slow this morning."
Jou's heart jumped into his throat.
"Yes, sir." Seto responded calmly, rising from his seat with liquid grace, to walk over to Jou's desk. There, he sent a bone chilling glare at Honda, who sat next to Jou, affectionately patting the blonde boy's back in sympathy of his cruel fate. "Move, dork."
"Why don't you just shove it where it fits, Kaiba?!" Honda snarled, giving Kaiba the one-fingered salute.
The glare on Seto's face grew one level colder. He leaned over the desk, to stare maliciously at Honda, face very, very close.
"Move." That one word was spoken so coldly that it was a miracle that there wasn't coming white smoke from everyone's mouths when they breathed.
Before Honda could snarl back an answer(or pee in his pants; that guy was damn scary!), Jou spoke quietly, words seemingly directed down to his desk. "Honda, just go, okay?"
The brunet, sharkhaired boy turned to him in shock. "But, Jou…" A look from Jou's amber eyes was all that Honda needed to sigh, rise and move over to Ryou's desk. But not without sending a glare of doom and absolute agony at Seto, which the tall brunet merely rolled his eyes at.
Jou could hear Seto slide down into the chair next to him, and a strong waft of cinnamon and expensive cologne brushed against his nose. Despite himself, Jou took a deep breath to feel as much of that scent as possible.
"Shall we start?" Seto said suddenly, snapping Jou out of his reverie, back into the real world.
"Um, yeah…what are we supposed to do?" Jou glanced at the CEO, flipping the pages of his book absently.
A slim hand halted Jou's hand. With an indifferent look, Seto grabbed Jou's book and quickly turned the pages until he came to the correct one. Then he set the book back down in front of Jou, pointing to the dialogue.
"We are going to read this. You'll take Jennie's part, and I'll take Robert's. You're up first." The instruction was spoken lowly, but Jou still heard it clearly seeing that Seto was almost just by his ear.
"Okay…" Jou cleared his suddenly very dry throat, and started reading. " 'My, Robert, what a lovely weather we're having'." Jou almost cringed physically at the extremely boring and predictable dialogue.
" 'Yes, Jennie, we are.'" The brunet was looking at the text with a quirked eyebrow. A sudden smirk grew on his lips, and he threw Jou an amused look. " 'And look; the dogs seems to enjoy it as well.'"
Jou stared at the text in horror. It was about dogs?!
And yes; when Jou looked closer at the text, and images around it, it became painfully clear that so was the case. Even worse…the dogs were blonde Golden Retrievers. And even Jou had to admit, however reluctantly, that they did resemble him a lot, with their blonde ragged fur and amber eyes.
Jou sent the beyond amused brunet a slight glare, before looking down at the text again. " 'Yes, they are all jumping around so happily! Summer really is their favorite time of year.'" He ground out between gritted teeth, amber eyes glaring down at the text.
A low snort of laughter escaped Seto's lips, as he continued. " 'Especially Joey's, it seems. Hear; he's barking so happily, and jumping around like he was but a puppy again.'"
Jou felt embarrassment growing within him, a slight tinge of read seeping up into his cheeks. " 'P-Perhaps he's barking for his mas…'" Jou stared at the text with disbelief clear in his eyes. "Oh, no way am I reading this."
"Aw, why not?" Seto's smirk grew, if possible, more smug than Jou had ever seen it before. "Hit a little bit too close for comfort?"
Jou quickly snapped his head up, sending a glare towards the brunet. "Would you just stop being such a jerk!" He hissed out quietly, not wanting to attract the teacher's attention towards himself.
Chuckling softly, Seto merely shrugged at the blonde's request. "Whatever, Jounouchi. Now, just read the line, and we'll be finished sooner."
"No!" Jou growled, glaring down into the book, not blinking until his eyes burned. "I'm not reading that stupid line. And you can't make m-"
"Is there a problem here, Katsuya?" A smooth voice interrupted from behind him, words spoken softly into his ear, making him shiver uncomfortably.
"Eep!" Jou jumped, and quickly turned around to look up into Yoru's evilly sparkling green eyes. "Err…n-no, of course not! Everything's just…fine!" A nervous laugh escaped Jou, and he scratched the back of his neck, forcing out a smile.
A slim eyebrow rose slightly. "I see. Well then. Carry on with your assignment, Katsuya, Kaiba. There is far too little English being spoken over here." With that, Yoru left them to continue their reading.
When the young teacher had his back turned towards him, Jou sent a glare after him, and stuck out his tongue. So what if it made him look childish; that damned prick deserved it!
Seto smirked at the small display of cute anger from Jou. "Well, Jounouchi?"
"…" A deep sigh escaped Jou, and he leaned down over his book. Giving the other a hesitating glance, Jou continued to read from where he had stopped earlier, a blush creeping up his cheeks. " 'Perhaps…he's barking for his…master to come and play with him.'"
" 'I think you are right, Jennie.'" Seto drawled, in perfect English, white teeth visible from between his broad grin. " 'Come on, and we'll play with him. Do you think he'd like to play fetch?'"
Blushing deeply, Jou muttered out the last sentence of the dialogue. " 'Why yes, Robert. This will be splendid fun! Lets go!'" The last word was cut off as a strangled grunt, and Jou sent a furious glare down at the book.
Stupid book. Why did they have to mention dogs? Couldn't it have been about cats? Or cows? Or even aliens! Just something else than dogs!
Stupid, good for nothing book!
And stupid Kaiba too. Why did he have to make a pet name like that! He could have called him anything else; cat, cow OR alien would have suited Jou just fine! But, no, it had to be 'dog', didn't it?
Stupid Kaiba.
That damn bastard was lucky Jou had a crush on him.
Too deep down in his furious cursing of books and Kaibas, Jou didn't notice that the stoic brunet next to him had leaned a bit closer to him.
Thus, it was a huge surprise for Jou when a smug, teasing voice spoke into his ear, and warm breath hit the shell of his ear.
"That wasn't so hard, now was it, pup?" Honey on steel. That was the only way Jou could describe that voice. And no, he did so not shiver at hearing it! A breeze had just gone through the room, making it slightly colder.
…and no, he wasn't blushing either. Of course not. Where did you get that silly idea?
"S-Shut up, Kaiba!" Jou cursed himself for stuttering, but damnit, Kaiba made him so damn…
Gah! He couldn't even put it in words!
"Now, calm down, pup." Seto said in such a smug voice that Jou desperately wanted to punch all his teeth in…crush or no crush! "Don't you know that hysteric dogs are put to sleep?"
"Of all the guys I could have fallen for…" Jou though sadly to himself, sending a weak glare towards the smirking CEO. "…it just had to be him, didn't it?"Before the two could indulge themselves in another of their legendary fights, Mr. Nagisa decided to speak again. "Alright, the lesson is all but over…so I'm just going to give you a homework, and you can all go home. Except…" Yoru's green eyes stopped on Jou, glinting strangely. "…you, Mr. Jounouchi."
"Me?" Jou yelped, staring disbelievingly at the teacher.
"Yes, you, Jounouchi." Yoru rolled his eyes in mock annoyance. "For the rest of you…read chapter eleven, and all of the irregular verbs for Friday. That will be all. Good afternoon, class!"
"Good afternoon, Mr. Nagisa!" The class chorused, the girls happily giggling, and the boys grumbling and glaring. Then, in a flash everyone was up from their desks, happily chatting while filing out of the room.
All except for Jou, who fidgeted nervously in his desk. What could Yoru possibly want to talk to him about? His grades in English were just fine, and he was never late for that class, and he had no problem with homework, and always left them in on time. In almost any other subject, Jou would have a fair idea of what the teacher would want to talk to him about. But this time…he had absolutely no idea. And that made him reaaally nervous.
Yugi and the other guys stopped in the doorway, looking back at the blonde.
"Jou…should we wait for you?" Yugi asked hesitantly, biting his lips slightly, his violet eyes sparkling slightly.
The blonde chuckled, and waved the boy off. "Nah, Yug'! I'll drop by to the gameshop later, though…so you and Gramps better have dinner ready by then!" Jou's stomach growled in agreement.
Anzu rolled her eyes. "Jou, you're going to eat Yugi and Grandpa out of the house one day, you know that?" Even though she sounded annoyed, there was a teasing glint in her eyes that said otherwise.
Sending Anzu a small glare, Jou stuck out his tongue to her. "Meh. They can afford it!" Chuckling softly, Jou waved to his friends. "I'll see you later, guys."
The others laughed too, and, after a few hearty good byes, the foursome(fivesome, if you counted Bakura in the ring) left, closing the door behind them with a soft click.
"Well then…Mr. Jounouchi." Yoru said, making Jou look forward again. "Alone, at last." The red haired man was leaning leisurely against the black board.
"Err…yeah, I guess." Jou said uncertainly. He didn't like that strange glint in Yoru's eyes. At all. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about, Mr. Nagisa, sir?"
A low chuckle, that really didn't seem to fit the moment, escaped between Yoru's lips. Slowly, the man started to walk towards him, with a sway in his hips that made Jou really nervous.
The anxiousness in Jou's stomach increased when the redhead disappeared from his view, to walk in behind him. Jou didn't dare to follow him with his gaze. The silence around them was thick, and Jou swallowed deeply and clenched his fists tightly as absolutely nothing happened.
What was going on?
"Um, sir?" Jou started slowly, but snapped his mouth shut when he felt Yoru's hands suddenly brush against his shoulders. An uncomfortable shudder ran through Jou's body.
"I couldn't help to notice a change in your looks…Katsuya." His name was spoken in a deep purr, warm breath smelling of eucalyptus hitting his ear. "A change I find rather…appealing." The suggestive words were followed by gentle fingers gently trailing down his upper arms.
"W-Wha-" Jou gasped as something wet and terribly warm suddenly probed at his ear, and strong hands gripped harshly at his shoulders. Disgust filled Jou when he realized that wet thing was the other's tongue. "Mr. Nagisa…"
"You are very beautiful, Katsuya." Jou was growing very, very nauseated by that deep purr from Yoru's throat. Seriously; did he think he was a freaking cat, or something? (a cat in heat, it seemed...yuk!) "Just relax and enjoy this…" The hand on his right shoulder slowly started to descend down his upper arm.
Jou felt like his entire body was wrapped in cotton, and his brain was full of syrup. Everything felt so far away, and unreal. Mostly unreal. Jou had never thought he would be touched like this…by a teacher! The thought of stopping the other didn't even cross Jou's mind.
The cotton was wrapped clean off of his body, and all the syrup evaporated at once, when Yoru's hand reached it's goal; his groin, one warm hand cupping him. "My, my…I think someone is happy to see me…" Yoru cooed into his ear, gently squeezing him through his pants.
The resulting shock of pleasure effectively woke Jou up from his stupor.
With a surprised yelp, Jou flew up from his seat, throwing Yoru's hands off of him. Amber eyes were wide in shock. Adrenaline rushed through Jou's body, making him shake from head to toe. (or was it from fear? Jou wasn't sure.) Yoru looked shocked; his green eyes darkened with lust and passion, making Jou shake even worse and take a few steps away from him.
"What the hell do you think you're doing?!" Jou screamed, eyes full of disgusted tears.
"Giving you what you want." Yoru licked his lips, walking closer to Jou by a few steps.
"I-I do not want this!" Swallowing deeply, Jou took an equal amount o steps backwards at the other's approach. Fear was starting to built inside of him, and the adrenaline was making his heart beat so hard that it felt like it would burst out of his chest.
"Oh, yes you do…you just don't know it yet." Yoru suddenly threw himself at Jou, catching him totally of guard.
The next thing Jou knew, he was held, chest down, against one of the desks. His back was completely covered by the lean expanse of Yoru's body; the older man's knees outside his, chest against his back and mouth against his neck…nipping, sucking, licking…
"Get off me!" Jou cried out, trashing underneath the other as the other's hands were traveling all over his body, leaving scorching tracks all over him.
"Relax, Katsuya…" Yoru mumbled against his neck, leaving butterfly kisses all over it's base. "I'll make your body sing in a couple of minutes…"
"No!" Tears of shame and disgust burned Jou's eyes, as he tried even harder to get the other off himself. "Stop! I don't want this, you sick bastard!" Desperately, Jou tried calling for help. Not that he thought anyone would hear him…anyone sane would have gone home now. "Help! Someone! RAPE!"
A chuckle was heard above him, and Jou whimpered as Yoru's hand started to unbutton his jeans. "Scream as much as you want…no one will hear you…" The warm tongue was back on his neck, as Yoru started tugging on his pants to get them off Jou's slim hips.
A tear escaped his eyes, and he struggled weakly against Yoru. "Stop…" He croaked out, not finding any strength in his voice. Jou wanted to scream, shout and curse…but found no strength to do so.
"Shush…" Yoru cooed against his ear, rubbing himself against Jou's boxer covered ass for a second. The sound of another zipper being pulled down had Jou swallowing deeply to stop himself from throwing up in disgust, and he clenched his eyes shut, childishly thinking that if he closed his eyes, it all might go away…
When Jou heard the sound of a door opening one second later, he dismissed it as wishful thinking.
Something that was harder to dismiss was the sudden growl heard from the door way. Weakly, Jou turned his head to the direction of the sound, blinking away the tears in his eyes.
Standing in the doorway, seemingly shaking with rage, was Seto Kaiba. His eyes were dark, nearly black, as they took in the scene in front of him. A foreboding aura surrounded him, even darker than his eyes.
Most people who met that look screamed, pissed their pants and ran for their lives. But, unfortunately for Yoru Nagisa, he had no time to do either of these things.
With a furious growl, Seto stomped to the desk, grabbing the back of Yoru's shirt with one hand. In an impressive show of strength, he threw the other off of Jou, to stand wobbling in front of him, pants sliding down to his knees.
"Mr. Kaiba…" Yoru stuttered out, eyes wide in fear. That was about as far as he got before Seto released all his fury upon him.
With almighty strength, that Jou never knew the other possessed, Seto punched Yoru in the face. The teacher yelled, as blood rushed from his nose (now a bloody mass once known as his nose), and started to fall backwards. Before he could, though, Seto grabbed him by the tie, straightened him up and resolutely placed a fierce karate kick in the middle of his ribcage, making the man fall over with a choked groan.
Usually, Seto would, as a rule, not kick a man while he was down…but after throwing a glance at the still shivering boy on the desk, Seto decided that some rules were made to be broken.
Swiftly, with master precision, Seto kicked the other where it hurts a man the most, having Yoru wailing a few octaves too high for a man past puberty. Then, just to end it all nicely, Seto placed one last kick in the middle of the other man's face, smirking when he heard a satisfying crack of bones. No plastic surgery would ever get that nose straight again…
After making sure that Yoru was successfully unconscious, Seto turned back to Jou.
Pain shot through his heart, when he saw the state the other was in. Jou's pale neck was covered in red bruises. His hair was messier than ever and tears still danced in the other's eyes, making them red. The blue school jacket was crumpled, and so was the tight, white tube top under it. Jou seemed to be in shock; he hadn't even realized his pants were still down. Shaky, short breathes escaped between Jou's slightly red lips.
…damn. Jou looked very, very…fuckable, in lack of better words. Fragile, and sad, seemingly begging to be held close and be taken care of…
Shaking away his raging hormones that were yelling for him to throw Jou down at the ground and ravish him for all he was worth, Seto coughed into his hand, to wake the other up from his daze.
"Get decent." Seto mumbled, eyes darting away from the far-too-tempting sight of the half naked boy in front of him.
Jou, still slightly dazed from the near-rape experience, and seeing Seto Kaiba literally kick the shit out of their teacher, quickly pulled up his pants. Shaking hands tried to button them back up. He had to try three times before it actually worked, blushing all the while.
Only when Seto was certain that Jou had his pants on, did he turn his gaze back towards him. The blue eyes scanned Jou's body for any signs of physical harm. When he found none, he turned his eyes upwards to Jou's face.
A shocked gasp almost escaped him.
Jou was staring at the floor, cheeks flushed. Even if Seto couldn't see his eyes clearly, it was obvious that he was close to tears. If the short, gasping breaths weren't enough indication, the strange sparkle in his eyes were. For some reason, the mere thought of the blonde in tears caused a sharp pain to build in Seto's chest.
"…are you okay?" Seto asked after a few seconds of silence. He tried to keep his voice flat and bored, but only succeeded half way; he sounded a tad bit too worried for someone who didn't care.
Jou's eyes flickered up for a second, to meet Seto's piercing stare. All too soon for Seto's liking, they turned back to the ground, as Jou shifted his feet uncomfortably.
"Yeah." That one word actually hurt Jou's throat when he spoke it. When the brunet didn't look convinced, Jou gave a faked, strained smile and a weak thumbs up. "R-Really, I'm fine! Don't worry about it…"
In reality, Jou was far from fine. His heart was pounding far too quickly, hard enough to send shocks through his entire body. Adrenaline was still running high in his body, and he could still feel Yoru's warm kisses against his neck, and large hands feeling him up…
Jou's eyes widened as a wave of nausea hit him.
He had just been molested. Almost raped, even. If Seto hadn't showed up…
Abruptly, Jou's legs gave out under him, and his knees hit the floor harshly. Jou barely noticed it. Another wave of nausea hit, and Jou had to slap a hand over his mouth and swallow deeply several times to not throw up all over the floor.
A pair of gentle hands suddenly rested against his back, rubbing gently.
"Sunk in now?" Seto's quiet baritone made his entire body shiver all over again.
"…thank you, Kaiba." Jou whispered suddenly, slowly removing his hand from his mouth. Shyly, he looked up at the brunet kneeling next to him. Gratitude sparkled deep within the amber depth of his eyes. "If you hadn't come…"
"Don't mention it." Seto muttered, rising abruptly to walk over to his desk. "Consider yourself lucky that I forgot my book here after class." Grabbing said book, Seto turned back to the still kneeling blonde. He cleared his throat uncomfortably. "Will you be okay?"
"…yeah." Jou said, feigning lightness in his voice. Legs still shaking slightly, Jou stood and gave the other a wobbly smile.
Seto didn't look convinced, but didn't say anything. After all, Jou's well being wasn't really any of his business. They weren't friends or anything. But still…Seto couldn't stop that sharp pain in his chest at seeing the blonde hurt. And that rage that had hit him upon seeing Jou being held down by Yoru, crying and shivering…
Seto had to clench his fists tightly and curl his toes, so he wouldn't be tempted to kick Yoru in the face again.
"Alright then." The brunet said quietly, walking towards the door. There, he turned around to eye the shorter boy, who had gone back to observing the floor. For a moment his eyes softened. "Come on, pup, and I'll give you a ride."
Jou quickly snapped his head up to stare at the brunet in shock. "A…A ride?" The hopefulness in Jou's voice was so cute that it almost had Seto smiling.
"Yes, a ride. That is…if you want one…" Seto drawled, raising one eyebrow expectantly.
"Yes!" Jou quickly said, nodding so furiously that his blonde hair went completely askew. Sheepishly, the blonde tried to tame his hair by combing it with his fingers. "I mean…yes, I would really like a ride, Kaiba." Amber eyes lit up in a way that could only be described as beautiful, when Jou smiled brightly towards Seto. This time, the smile was true.
"Come on then." Seto turned around quickly, stalking out the door with confident steps. For some reason, his heart seemed to be beating much harder…damn that mutt and his ability of making him react! With only a smile, even!
"Hey, wait up, Kaiba!" Jou yelled, quickly scrambling after the other, a grin wide enough to split his head in two on his face.
"Why is it that the guy who hurts me the most…" Jou thought to himself, sending a small smile towards the other's back. "…also is the one who makes me the happiest? I guess I'll never know…"
For some reason, Jou was very content with not knowing the answer the answer of that question. All he knew was that the horribly gruesome day had turned around to turn into something breathtakingly wonderful. Also, it had given him the confidence to actually continue in his pursuit of the other, with the silly, girly magazine's advices.
And all it had took was a kind word and a nice gesture from Seto Kaiba.
"Thank you…Seto."
End Chapter!!!Okay…so I hated that ending. –sighs-
NOTE: The Yoru-molests-Jou-idea wasn't mine! It was all mandapandabug's idea. All credit for that idea goes to her. I just hope I wrote it well…
Now, there wasn't much humor in this…I was supposed to make this rather light and fluffy and funny, but…well, all my stories goes like this! They eventually gets serious and full of plot. Sorry.
Anyway! I ask you all to review now! I wanna know what you all thought! I love long reviews…and short ones too, but long reviews are such a pleasure to read…REVIEW! Or else…-points to a dancing Gai-sensei, rising eyebrow- You really want to see that in your nightmares?
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-The Blonde Midget