Warning: if you're reading this at school and the IT guys watch you like a hawk like they do at our school STOP READING NOW! I didn't let Emma beta this at school because the technicians can read every word you write and everything you read and I thought this was a little too M to be read when others can see it and get you in trouble.
Yeah, that's the warning. Now Read!
Chapter 9
September had turned into October and the date when the students from the other schools (30th) would arrive was fast approaching. Everyone was excited for the Tournament would soon start and the entertainment would begin. Plus, they got the afternoon lessons of the 30th off.
The gang from Domino, however, were not as excited as the others. They had other things to think about like their new boyfriends or (in Seto's case) making the damn computer work.
After their success of getting Yugi and Yami together, Bakura and Ryou were now trying to work out how they could get the last couple together. This was going to be their hardest challenge yet since Seto and Jou couldn't be together in the same room for ten minutes without arguing.
Ryou was hoping that they would see everyone else hooking up and start wondering if they were destined to be together. Bakura told him that even if they did it wouldn't be enough to get them together – they were both too thick headed to make the first move. They'd still have to execute their plan – as soon as they came up with one that is.
It was a little after midnight and Seto was still awake. He was sitting up in bed with the bedside lamp on, pieces of machinery strewn over his bedspread. He was really annoyed now. The damn laptop wasn't working at all and he had no idea how to fix it! He wasn't going to give up though. He was going to fix it even if it killed him; which it might do since it is a known fact that staying up all night is never good for your health.
Seto looked over at Jou as he gave a particularly loud snore and rolled over onto his side, facing Seto. Seto sneered at him. If the mutt wasn't so much less annoying when he was asleep Seto would have gone over and kicked him awake so that he could tell him how disgusting his snoring was. Making Jou feel bad was always a good way to relieve stress.
Seto continued staring at Jou for a while before he realized that he was doing it. He shook his head and yawned. He really needed his sleep. He was starting become delusional. For a moment he'd thought that Jou looked cute when he was sleeping. He really needed to stop working late if weird thoughts like that were going to be making frequent visits in his mind like they had for the past few weeks.
"Shut your face Seto."
Seto looked up from under his bed where he had just stored his disassembled laptop. Had Jou just said something? There was no-one else in the room so it had to have been him, unless Seto was starting to go crazy and was hearing voices.
"I'm not a dog so quite calling me one."
It was Jou and he was…talking in his sleep? This was new. He hadn't done this before – as far as Seto knew anyway. And the mutt was talking about him. Interesting.
"I'll bite you; I'll bite you good."
Just proving Seto's point that he was a dog – no decent human being would go around biting people. Unless they were vampires. Or Marik. Definitely in need of sleep.
"Get down on my knees? Give me one good reason I should."
Because you are in inferior to me in every way and should acknowledge it instead of constantly pretending that there is some way that you could defeat me in any kind of competition.
"You want me to suck you?"
Seto's eyes bulged out of their sockets. Did Jou just say what he thought he heard him say?
"Fine, but keep it down – you know what happened last time."
Seto thought he was going to faint. This was not happening. It was all a dream. He had fallen asleep while working and was now having an extremely bizarre dream. But, if this was his dream, why the hell was he dreaming about Jou dreaming about giving him a blow job!
Seto switched off the bedside lamp and huddled under the covers. He was going to wake up in the morning and laugh at his own stupid imagination which he didn't know he had until just now. But what would it be like to have Jou give him a blow job? Ahhhh! Stupid, stupid imagination! Need sleep urgently!
Seto pulled a bottle of sleeping pills from underneath his pillow and downed more than the recommended dosage. He then fell into a deep slumber and didn't wake until long after midday, by which time everyone thought he was dead.
It was a shock to all when Seto came out of his room looking haggard and as if he hadn't slept at all. "You alright Seto?" asked Jou, wondering what was wrong with his roommate.
Seto stared at Jou for a minute before storming off to the bathroom without uttering a word.
"Did you two fight or something?" Yugi asked from his seat beside Yami.
"Not that I know of," Jou replied, also wondering if he had missed something.
"Oh well," Yugi shrugged and the incident was wiped from their memories.
The incident, however, was not wiped from Seto's memory. His late night experience came flooding back to him as he took a shower to try and rid himself of the unclean images that kept popping up in his head.
When Seto decided that he was finally clean (over an hour and a half later) he crept back to his room to get dressed. As he was finishing off he happened to notice a small notebook protruding from under Jou's bed. Curiously, Seto picked it up and a random page fell open.
'Seto came to school for once today," it read. 'Bastard thinks he's better than everyone else just because he owns his own company and uses that as an excuse to get out of having to sit through snoozeography with Mr Kanokee. I told him this and challenged him to a duel. I lost. Dirty bastard didn't have to rub it in though.'
Seto smirked as he read this. Good times, good times.
After reading a few more entries Seto had deduced that this was Jou's diary. It was totally unethical to read it, of course, but now that Seto had started how could he stop. And anyway, he was just teaching the silly puppy not to leave his valuables lying around.
Hold on a minute, puppy? Since when was Jou a puppy? Puppies were full of life and energy and annoyed you by running around and barking all the time and chewing furniture and…Yeah, Jou was a puppy. Except he didn't chew furniture. At least, Seto hoped he didn't.
It took a few hours but Seto did finish the diary from beginning to end. It had been difficult though, Jou's handwriting was appalling and there were basic spelling mistakes that even a six year old wouldn't make. But he managed to spell all the swear words and insults right, which was odd.
After viewing the world through Jou's eyes Seto was starting to come up with some very strange ideas about things. Like how they always fought. He never usually deemed anyone else worthy of being insulted by him, yet he always found time to make some derogatory remark about Jou.
Jou was similar – he fought with Honda over petty things but was more cool-headed when he came up against his enemies. Did that mean that Jou thought of Seto as one of his best buddies? Did Seto feel the same?
The dream Jou had had that night had not been recorded. Either Jou had forgotten it or he had not had time. It wouldn't have been because he was too embarrassed because Jou had written lots of embarrassing things in his diary. Hopefully he had forgotten it.
Seto had also discovered that he and Jou had a lot of things in common. They both hated school. They both thought Yugi was too innocent for his own good. They both wanted to kill whoever made them roomies. They both hated spinach. They both hated each other.
Seto continued thinking about Jou and his diary for awhile until he realized what he was doing. He put the diary back where he found it and tried to stop thinking about Jou. It didn't work though. The blond puppy kept reappearing in his mind, with his dopey smile and soft honey coloured eyes…
Seto took out his dismantled computer and started furiously trying to reassemble it. His task and level of concentration managed to drown out any and all thoughts of Jou but deep down Seto knew that he was seriously in denial. And he didn't care.
"I've done it!" came the victorious shout from inside Seto and Jou's room.
Those sitting in the common room looked up curiously as more of Seto's victorious shouting managed to penetrate the walls dividing them. "I wonder what he's done," Ryou said as he and Yugi paused in their game of Go Fish.
"Maybe he lost his virginity," Bakura said casually.
"To who?" asked Jou.
"A spoon!" Marik cried as he jumped to his feet, his index finger pointing upwards.
Everyone gave him funny looks. Malik, his cheeks tinged with a blush, pulled Marik back down to the floor and whisper, "Stop it – you're embarrassing me."
"Why?" asked Marik, clueless.
Malik gave him a scathing look. "You know why."
Suddenly, Seto walked out of his room in a dignified manner and said, "I have managed to work out how to get any and all technological devices to work in this god-forsaken castle," before turning around and walking right back into his room and closing the door.
"And here I thought he'd done something interesting."
It was a week later and Jou had just come into his room after staying up late playing games with the others. Seto had not wanted to play with them since he had needed to upload lots of software onto his new and improved laptop.
Jou had been disappointed that Seto hadn't wanted to join them. It had been fun when they had played games together before the stupid computer had been fixed. Jou blushed slightly when he realized he was being jealous of a piece of machinery.
When Jou entered his room the first thing he noticed was Seto. The brunette was lying on his back with his computer resting on his stomach, asleep. Jou smiled slightly at the sight. Seto looked peaceful like this. Not moody or like he had a stick up his ass. Just calm. And sweet.
Sweet! This was Seto Kaiba he was thinking about. Sweet and Seto did not go together. But he did still look peaceful.
Jou smiled slightly and lifted the laptop off his roomies stomach. As he did so he knocked it enough to switch it out of sleep mode. Jou saw that a program was still running and thought he'd be nice and save the work Seto had done for him. As he tried to manipulate the touch mouse thing he noticed his name within the text on the screen. Curiosity overcame ethics and he read what Seto had been writing.
By the end of Jou's little nosey his eyes were wide and he was thoroughly confused. Seto had been rambling on about a lot of things in what appeared to be his computer diary. Jou's name had come up a lot in Seto's entry. One minute he had been saying something nice about Jou and then the next he was badmouthing him. If Jou hadn't known any better he would have thought that Seto had a crush on him. But that wasn't possible – Seto was a heartless bastard and would never like a mutt like him.
Just a second, why was he putting himself down? Seto was the one with the problem, not him.
But why did this seem so much like one of his sister's romance novels that he had picked up by accident when he was at his mother's and bored? It was like, he and Seto argued because deep down they loved each other and just couldn't admit it, or something like that.
Did he really like Seto that way? Jou didn't think he did. He stood watching Seto for awhile and the longer he stared the more alluring Seto seemed to become. Jou blushed and quickly got ready for bed. Thinking stuff like that before bed wasn't a good idea. He'd been told that he talked in his sleep and it would not be good if Seto woke up in the middle of the night and heard him saying how handsome he thought he was.
Jou climbed into bed and took one last look at Seto before closing his eyes and drifting off into dreamland.
Seto woke up to something jumping up and down on his bed. "Five more minutes Mokuba," he groaned sleepily.
"No way Seto – you're getting up now."
That voice. That wasn't Mokuba, that was… "What the hell are you doing!" Seto shouted as he sat up suddenly.
Jou fell off the bed and landed on his ass. "Happy Birthday to you too," he grumbled as he rubbed his butt.
"You stupid puppy! I ought to- What did you say?"
"I said Happy Birthday," Jou said as he stood up.
"How did you know it was my birthday?" Seto asked, obviously surprised by this turn of events.
"Mokuba sent you your present this morning and had already told Yugi that you turned eighteen on the 25th October," Jou explained.
"Oh," was all Seto could say to that.
"Hurry up and get dressed," Jou said impatiently as he tried to drag Seto out of bed. "The others are all waiting to give you your presents."
"Presents?"
"Yeah," Jou said, stopping his tugging on Seto's arm. "We did the same for Ryou so it's not fair to not give you a party as well since we don't have the excuse that we don't know your birthday."
Seto was astounded by all of this. Nobody except Mokuba had ever given him a gift on his birthday. Of course he had never told anyone when his birthday was, but that wasn't the point.
"I'll wait for you outside while you change," Jou (who was already dressed) said before exiting the room.
Outside the room everyone was waiting for Seto to come out so that they could 'surprise' him. Marik had had his confetti taken off him after the last mess he had made and Bakura had been unsuccessful at finding a small, unnoticeable bucket that he could use to throw water at Seto so that plan had been abandoned. Now all they were going to do was cheer when Seto walked out of his room.
When Seto walked out into the common room he saw that Jou had not been lying when he said that they were all celebrating his birthday. After the cheers and congratulations he was thrust into the seating area where he was forced to open his presents and was then dragged down to the Great Hall for breakfast.
The day flew by and Seto soon found that it was evening. He refused to admit it to anyone else but he had enjoyed the day so far. Now he only had to try and survive the evening and Bakura's evil party games.
Somehow (no-one knew how) Bakura and Marik had found a whole load of beer and were intending on using it as part of their party game. The only catch was – if it was your birthday you had to play.
"How come you didn't make Ryou play your childish game when it was his birthday?" Seto huffed.
"Because Ryou's innocent and you're not," was Malik's answer.
Ryou and Bakura shared sidelong glances at this and had to try hard to contain their grins.
So Seto, Bakura, Malik, Marik and Yami started their drinking game. Yugi and Ryou didn't want to play because they didn't like drinking excess amounts of alcohol and Jou didn't join in because drunk people reminded him too much of his father. They instead played cards in Yugi's room until it got late and they decided to go to bed.
Jou had been trying to get to sleep for awhile when the door opened and what sounded like a drunken Seto staggered into their shared room. He walked over to Jou's bed and collapsed next to him. Jou thought this was just because it was dark and Seto didn't know that this wasn't his bed until Seto cuddled close to him and whispered, "Is my puppy sleeping?"
Jou stayed still and quiet, not having the faintest idea of how to reply.
"Oh, puppy's sleeping. Puppy must be tired. I'm tired too, just like my puppy. I love my puppy – he's so friendly and playful and cute and…"
Seto continued to ramble on bur Jou had stopped listening. Had Seto just said that he loved him? Or was that the beer talking?
Jou started paying attention again when Seto squeezed him. "Naughty puppy. You should answer me. You're always naughty though. Barking and yapping at me – your master."
That proved it – it wasn't the alcohol. But if it wasn't the alcohol, that meant that…
"I still love you though. I'm going to stay with you forever and ever and I'll always love my little puppy Jou."
Seto went silent after that and when Jou heard soft breathing he knew that he had gone to sleep. Jou didn't dare move in case he woke Seto up so he stayed in that position, with Seto clinging tightly to him, and also drifted off into dreamland.
I hope you liked my attempt at puppyshipping. Please Review!
