I know quite a few people are looking forward to finding out who gets to participate in the Tournament. Well, all will be revealed next chapter when the other schools arrive and the champions are chosen.
Warning: Same as last time – DON'T READ THIS IN SCHOOL! This one is slightly worse, I think, but it's not that bad. This is vamp, it's really not all that bad, if you were quiet I bet you could get away with reading it.
Chapter 10
Seto groaned as he slowly returned to consciousness. His head hurt and there was a nasty, lingering taste in the back of his throat. At least his pillow was nice and soft and warm. Wait a minute, warm?
Seto forced one of his eyes open and met a mass of blond hair. Soft snores told Seto that the one he was cuddling up to was his roommate, Jou.
Seto jerked up into a sitting position and stared in horror at the sleeping puppy. Jou protested at the loss of warmth at his back and rolled over. Seto watched in amazement as Jou (still asleep) inched towards him, seeking the warmth he had had before.
Hesitantly, Seto lay back down and wrapped his arms around Jou. The blond instantly stopped fidgeting and settled. Seto sighed in relief and let his head rest atop Jou's.
A thought came to Seto as he lay with Jou in arms. Why hadn't he just got up and left Jou to be cold? It wasn't like Jou wouldn't have been just as warm if he'd put an extra blanket over him, so why did he feel that he needed to lie down and keep Jou close to him?
It was because he was hung-over – of course – that he was feeling all weird and like there was a very loud party going on in his head but he wasn't invited. Seriously, the music in his brain was so loud that his head was throbbing from the stupid irregular beat.
Seto wasn't being nice because he liked Jou or anything; on the contrary, Seto loathed the stupidly adorable blond puppy. Stupidly adorable? Was that even possible? Did it matter? No, what mattered was that Seto hated Jou with all his heart. That was the real problem. Seto hated and loved Jou with all his heart.
An idea suddenly appeared in Seto's tired mind. He was going to tell Jou that he loved him. Yes, that would work! Jou hated Seto with a burning passion and that hate would grow ten-fold if he told him that he loved him. It was perfect! The ultimate way to hide in denial and not commit!
Jou stirred and yawned widely. He tried to rub the sleep out of his eyes but was obstructed by something. He opened his eyes and came face to face with a dark green shirt that seemed oddly familiar. It looked exactly like the one Seto was wearing the day before but what was it doing in front of Jou's face?
Now that Jou was slightly more awake, he noticed that there was something resting on top of his head. There was also something wrapped around his torso. Jou started to panic and tried to wriggle free of whoever was holding him prisoner. The wriggling knocked Seto out of his musings and he loosened his hold on Jou.
Jou moved out of the arms that held him and sat up, coming face to face with the one who had held him prisoner. His jaw dropped when he saw Seto staring right back at him. Neither wanted to be the first to speak so an uneasy silence continued to fill the air.
Seto cleared his throat and looked away awkwardly. "Err…I love you?"
Jou's eyes became the size of saucers and his jaw moved up and down but no words came out. Seto waited patiently for the angry outburst, the fist that would surly connect with his face. But instead of being hit in the face Seto was hit in the chest when Jou threw his arms around him and said, "I love you too Seto."
Seto's mind took a few seconds to process this information. "Jou was willing to say that back to him? He wasn't being viciously beaten for saying those three small words? This wasn't what he'd planned!
Seto was about to complain when Jou looked up with his puppy dog eyes and the words died in Seto's mouth. Then Jou did something really unexpected – he kissed Seto.
Seto was in shock and tensed up. But then he relaxed and kissed Jou back. When they broke away Seto whispered, "Good puppy."
Jou bristled and pulled back. "I'm not a dog!"
"Yes you are – you're my little puppy Jou and I'm your dominant master." Jou blushed. Seto quirked an eyebrow. "Why are you blushing?"
"Err, you do know how dodgy that sounded don't ya?"
"I've got a headache – I can't be bothered to be perverted like you."
Jou chuckled nervously. "Maybe we should get up and find you some aspirin then."
So, after they had gotten dressed (or changed in Seto's case since he had fallen asleep in the clothes he'd been wearing the day before) they headed out into the common room to see how everyone else was faring and if they wanted some of Seto's aspirin. They exited holding hands and were met by wide eyed stares as they approached the couches and chairs that littered the common room.
"Why are you two holding hands?" asked Yami.
"The same reason you and Yugi hold hands," Jou replied.
Yami frowned. "You mean you and Seto were brought together by destiny to save the world from an evil that wasn't destroyed originally in your time?"
"No," Seto almost growled, "the other reason."
"Oh, you're in love!" Yugi practically squealed.
Jou rubbed his head bashfully. "Yeah well, I guess it was about time we saw that we argue because we like each other."
"The puppy's right," Seto agreed. "But if you tell any of my rival companies I'll hunt you down and have you assassinated."
Everyone nodded quickly in agreement. Jou and Seto then sat down on one of the sofas, Jou leaning his head against Seto's shoulder. They both looked around happily at the three friends smiling back at them. Wait a minute, three?
"Where's Marik, Bakura and Malik?" asked Jou.
"Marik and Malik have yet to surface so I assume they're still sleeping and the same is most likely true for Bakura," Yugi informed him.
"I wonder what could have made them all so tired," Yami voiced his thought to the group.
Ryou blushed and grinned sheepishly as he remembered what had happened the night before…
FLASHBACK
Ryou was dragged out of his deep sleep by something wet running over his neck. He groaned and tried to swat it away but when he did he came into contact with something that was soft and light. He frowned and opened his eye slightly. His eyes were used to the darkness (since he'd been asleep only seconds ago) and could make out a human outline hovering over him. He groaned again when he recognised that outline.
"Bakura I'm trying to sleep; we can play tomorrow," Ryou whined.
"No, I'm fucking you senseless now," Bakura slurred.
Ryou groaned when he realized that Bakura was totally pissed and unlikely to listen to reason. Not that he really listened anyway, but at least when he was sober you could promise extra sex if he waited a few hours longer.
"Please go to sleep Bakura; I'm too tired," Ryou tried.
"No fucking way," was the reply as Bakura clumsily tried to remove Ryou's pyjama top.
Ryou sighed – Bakura wasn't going to change his mind. In the next room deep, pleasure filled moans could be heard. Ryou sighed again as he pushed Bakura's fumbling fingers away and removed his top. At least he wouldn't be the only one having sex with a drunken yami that night.
Ryou pushed Bakura off to the side and threw back the covers. He then crawled over so that he was straddling Bakura's waist. "You win – we'll have sex now – but we're going to do it the way I want understand?"
"Yes," Bakura replied, beckoning Ryou down to kiss him.
Ryou slid his tongue into Bakura's mouth, internally wincing at the strong taste of alcohol. If he was going to be forced into sex he was going to make sure he was in control so that Bakura's drunkenness wouldn't affect the experience. An uncharacteristic smirk crossed Ryou's lips as he planned exactly what he was going to do with his yami that night.
END FLASHBACK
Ryou blushed harder as his mind started to go into much more detail about what happened later than it should. He quickly stood up and fled to the bathroom, telling Jou over his shoulder that that was where he was going when asked.
When Ryou returned the conversation had turned to the Triwizard Tournament and the fact that the other two schools would be arriving in less than a week.
"Are you going to enter the Tournament Seto?" asked Yugi.
"No," Seto replied automatically.
"I think I will," Yami said thoughtfully.
"Yeah, me too!" Jou cried enthusiastically.
"Err, Jou…this is a magic tournament and you don't posses any magical ability," Ryou pointed out.
"What's your point?" Jou asked, glaring slightly at Ryou.
"I think he's trying to tell you that you won't be allowed to enter," Seto explained.
"How are they going to know that I've not got magic?" Jou said stubbornly.
"They'll shove a rod up your bum to get a magic reading," said Marik as he stumbled into the common room.
"Or send a ball of fire at you and see whether you get fried or counter it," Malik added, also stumbling in and collapsing next to Marik on one of the sofas.
"About time you got up," Yami commented bitterly.
"Shut up lightweight. Just because you backed out of the game early because you were chicken doesn't mean you can be all spiteful and shit to us," Marik grumbled.
"Do you know if Bakura's awake?" Ryou asked before an argument could be started.
"I heard swearing coming from your room so yeah, Bakura's awake," Malik replied.
"Thank you," Ryou said as he stood up and went to see if Bakura was alright.
"So are you two entering this tournament?" asked Seto lazily.
"Yeah, it sounds like fun," said Malik, his head resting on Marik's shoulder, wincing slightly from his headache. Seto chucked him some aspirin and he and Marik gratefully swallowed the wonder of modern medicine.
"I don't think I'm going to try and enter," Yugi told the others. "It sounds dangerous and I'm not as strong as the rest of you."
Yami put his arm around his little hikari. "It's alright Yugi; you're strong in other ways that aren't measured by how much weight you can lift or how many people you can send to the Shadow Realm."
"Oh, I think I'm going to puke," Marik drawled.
Yami glared at him. "Shut up," he hissed.
"No, seriously, I think I'm going to puke." Marik quickly dashed off to the bathroom and the sound of him emptying the contents of his stomach made them all wince.
"Hello all," Bakura said as he and Ryou arrived and flopped down on the available sofa.
"Are you two entering the Tournament?" asked Yugi.
"What? No hello or good morning or how are you doing? Is this tournament all you people can think about?" Bakura said in mock indignation.
"Bakura wants to enter but I'm not," Ryou informed Yugi.
"So that means it's either going to be Bakura, Marik, Malik or Yami who are going to represent us," Yugi concluded.
"You shouldn't have said it like that Yugi," Ryou said mournfully.
Yugi blinked in confusion. "Why not?"
"Because now they're going to turn this into another one of their stupid competitive games of glory."
Sure enough, Bakura and Yami were already glaring at each other, ready to try and humiliate the other once again. Ryou sighed at the predictability of the two ancient spirits.
Marik returned from the bathroom, grinning happily. "I'm hungry; let's go get breakfast."
Seto stared disbelievingly at the blond yami. "You throw up and then you want to have breakfast? Only pregnant women do that. Are you pregnant?"
Marik blinked and turned to Malik. "I told you we should have used contraception."
Malik glared at him. "No you didn't. You told me to do other stuff but you never mentioned condoms."
Everyone tried quickly to block out the conversation and then sneak away before their minds became corrupted by information about Marik and Malik's obviously active sex life.
"Why don't we all go out to the grounds and get some fresh air," suggested Ryou.
"That's a good idea, let's all go now," Yami said and dashed out of the portrait hole with Yugi following close behind.
Everyone else followed except for Malik and Marik who were still having a private discussion (i.e. one that freaked everybody out and made them keep it to themselves under penalty of death).
As Seto and Jou walked through the corridors a little behind the others, Seto leaned in and kissed Jou's cheek. "Thank you for being my late birthday present and ruining my plan."
Jou frowned. "What plan?" he asked.
"It doesn't matter – just thank you for ruining it."
Their hands moved to hold each other and they continued to walk in companionable silence down towards the lake.
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