…alright. So you probably wonder what the hell this is.
Well, my previous chapter of this story was…too serious, for my liking. Angsty. Gah. I can't have angst in a purely humor-driven story!
And it will make it a lot easier to write future chapters, if I don't have to worry about Jou feeling bad about going after Kaiba, worry about almost being raped, or whatnots.
So…yeah. This is the lighter version of chapter four. I will still keep the other chapter four where it is, but…it's no longer the official chapter four. Is anyone following this? XD
Anyways. This will NOW be the official chapter four and it will show how the story-line will go for the rest of the chapters. Light and humorous.
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
Anyway! Just read and review now, people!
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. Class dismissed!" The moment that last word was uttered, the students bolted, eagerly chatting amongst themselves.
Jou gave a soft sigh as he filed through the corridors amongst the other students. His mood had worsened through the day and the horrid English lesson with the stupid dog-dialogue had been the last straw. He just wanted to go home, curl up in front of the TV and eat pocky. A lot of pocky.
Just then, Jou experienced a strange sense of deja vú as he was forcefully tugged out of the corridor and into an empty classroom. It was getting rather common now and he couldn't even find it in him to yelp in surprise. Nothing could surprise him anymore…
"I apologize for my earlier actions." Kaiba, who was the mystery person pulling him into the classroom, snarled down at him.
…huh. So maybe he had spoken a bit early about never being surprised again.
"Wha'?" Jou stared up at the stoic brunet with obvious shock. He was sure his mouth hung open in a very unappealing way.
Kaiba gave a low sigh, crossing his arms in a way that showed of great annoyance. "You heard what I said. I'm not repeating myself." He didn't give any other explanation to his sudden apology(if you could call it that), just stomped out again.
Jou stood frozen stiff inside the classroom for a few moments.
Kaiba Seto had just apologized. (sort of)
To him.
For real.
It wasn't a weird, Mexican food infused, dream. It had REALLY happened.
Somewhere in Europe, a pig was very surprised to see that wings had magically grown onto his back, allowing him to fly out of his sty.
End Chapter
Okay, so this was the end of this re-vamp of the previous chapter. As I said, I wanted funnyness to come back. Guh. Angst really isn't my thing to write in fics. XD
Oh, and about future chapters…yeah. It WILL take time, I can not assure I will get them up in a very close future…but, I WILL try to start writing again. This was…a little warm up. A TINY one. XD
So yeah…hope you enjoyed!
-The Blonde Midget