A/N: I think I'm keeping wit ma updates well, and I like where dis is going,

ahh I've improved a lot on ma writing since I started dis…

RnR!:3

Disclaimer:

Fluffy: I do not own Yugioh!!

Moku: Yeah, she also does not own the characters…

Fluffy: mm, and all dat jazz, so on wit da story!!

Honda: What's wrong with Jounouchi?!

Fluffy: Uh…

Anzu: She's running out of disclaimer ideas, enough…

Fluffy: Anzu-uu-u!! -glomps Anzu, whining-

Katsuya's honey-brown eyes took the brunet in carefully surveying his every move, his every breath. Watching carefully for any sign of his feelings or thoughts for the events that had played between the teens.

Hot, burning, scorching flesh against hot burning flesh, slim muscular bodies slick against one another with sweet salty sweat coating the teens lithe forms. Panting, moaning, soft muffled cries and indescribable sounds rip from raw throats as heaps of flesh pounds closer together repeatedly forcing both to their limits. Bodies moving without any coherent thoughts processing, without commands, primal instinct driving them with insatiable dangerous lust. Though in truth, the younger teen was pushing, forcing the other to match him to fallow, daring him to resist. A challenge he couldn't refuse, a victory he could only hope to ever achieve.

Pain, unbearable pain.

Defeat.

Victory.

Katsuya's lips moved of their own accord, forming a shape mouthing words he wasn't fully aware he'd thought. Seto…

He nearly whispered the forbidden word, but held his tongue. Barely able to keep himself from reacting to the brunette's presence. His body rigid, shaking slightly but he forced himself to calm. He refused to react.

He had no reason to worry, to react, he'd done nothing wrong. He owed Kaiba nothing. He wasn't sorry, for gods sake!

He repeated this to himself repeatedly, saying it over and over would help him to believe it was true. Though the fact remained, no matter how he choose to sugar coat it, or tell himself it was alright, he'd raped Seto Kaiba. He had forced his way into him, breaching his walls and defenses breaking him in the most filthy horrible unforgiving way. He had defeated Kaiba, broken him down till he was nothing more than a heap of shaken former inhuman flesh, shattered pride littering his previous tracks.

He shook the thoughts, deciding it best to think about something other the previously molested CEO, with his friends around he really didn't to focus on thoughts that were bluntly threatening a emotional break down on his part. But he did want to talk with him, he needed to. His lack of wording and knowing exactly or even vaguely what he wanted to say didn't cripple his sure need to communicate with brunet on what it was between them.

Not that there really was an 'it', but there was a something an event that had played out between them and it did involve them both. Rather either teen wished to believe anything had happened or not. It had.

--Flashback--

The blond answered by tugging the other's pants and boxers down his his slim hips, his movements rushed and quick. With on final quick tug they came off the chestnut haired teen's long legs. Jou gave a quick victorious smirk before tossing the now useless clothing aside, then once more pressed close to the other.

The blue eyed teen answered with another soft whimper.

Katsuya crushed his hot lips against the other's, roughly. His tongue danced over the other's warm slightly swollen lips, tasting the exotic flavor of the older male a second time. The kiss was quick, hard, almost painful but still hot and passionate.

Effectively knocking all coherent thoughts from the CEO's mind.

Pulling from the older teen, Jou gently stroked his cheek with his finger tips. His chocolaty gaze soft. Seto responded with a quiet sound deep within his throat, a half whimper half moan. His head rolling back as the soft sound escaped his seemingly unguarded lips. Slowly sapphire eyes opened, wide with confusion and wonder as they stared into deep honey eyes.

Jou slipped two fingers into his his own mouth, quickly coating them in his saliva before giving the brunet one final glance. He slid one of the saliva coated fingering into the tight entrance of the other.

He hissed at the sudden sensations, slightly painful, and gripped handfuls of his own chestnut colored hair. His sapphire eyes snapped shut.

Making quick work of preparing the older teen, the blond pressed the finger in deeply several times before adding the second. The other teen gave a quick hiss as pain erupted through his body, shaking slightly as a few more soft whimpers escaped his lips.

"Jounouchi!" a sudden voice broke through all thoughts, far too loud for anything good to fallow. It was then the blond realized his trance-like state, large studious honey-amber eyes staring openly diligent at the brunet who plagued his thoughts.

"No, I don't care!" he snapped, shaking his head softly.

"Huh? What'd ya…?" Hiroto muttered, taking a second to collect the information before suddenly growing alarmed, "Jounouchi, are you okay?!"

"Hm…" the blond shook his head, taking a second to recover. "I-er, nothing-it's nothing I just uh.." he paused looking to each of his friends with large panic struck eyes. "I uh-um-I gotta go!" he nearly yelled, leaping from his seat in a quick clumsy motion.

"Jounouchi?!" Honda called after the blond, confused.

Anzu and Yuugi's faces grew serious as worry clouded their features. One glance at the two friends faces and Honda knew there was something seriously wrong with his friend, or friends? He offered the two a venom-filled glare, his voice low and deadly "Yuugi…"

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Grasping the doorframe tightly as he swung his body into a semi-circle, Katsuya threw himself from the classroom, collapsing against the lockers. Sliding along the height of the lockers he leaned against, he dropped heavily to the ground. Half growling half sighing , he was still unsure if this was really a victory. It was really feeling less and less like one.

His hands clasped over his face, exhausted, he groaned suddenly feeling more than slightly sick. Apparently guilt didn't care if he was innocent. He laughed a short quiet bitter laugh, filled with so much more emotion than even he was willing to admit to.

Damn, Kaiba's suppose to be tha' emotionally crippled one…he bit bitterly to himself.

He shook himself, why was he punishing himself like this? Why was he made to suffer? He only took the extreme actions because of Kaiba, he had been the one to constantly torture him, berating him at every given chance. It was his fault, he'd deserved it, it was only natural he got punished for what he had done for so long. Humiliate him like he had done for so long.

Prove to the arrogant obnoxious CEO who was the stronger, and to himself, he had finally defeated that damned Kaiba Seto and he was not sorry!

He offered the empty hallway a small bitter halfhearted smirk, but it looked more like a disgusted grimace. Even he felt the changes, mostly in himself, slightly unnerving. I screwed up…he admitted, though only to himself. He refused to go any further and admit his mistake to Kaiba, he did deserve it. He was set and nothing would change his mind on the matter.

He shook his head in an attempt to clear it, playing with the idea that maybe his father and mother had been right about him. His head fell to meet with his arms now crossed over he bent legs. Maybe he was all the cruel things they had said. Maybe he was the one deserving of a punishment.

He heard soft footsteps beside him, coming from the classroom he'd ran from but moments ago. Quieted thudding of hard rubber soles meeting with hard floors of the school. He didn't bother looking up to meet the disappointed faces of his friends, who undoubtedly fallowed after him.

There was another soft thudding sound as they neared, fabric hissing quietly as it glided over itself as it's owner moved closer to the blonde's position on the floor. Soft movement next to him mere inches and he knew they had choose sit next to him, on the floor.

He loved his friends.

"Maybe I screwed up, but…" he paused forcing himself to continue without actually knowing what he was admitting to. They'd hate him. "..I'm not sorry." he finished with an air of finality. Strangely he felt worst for admitting this, but the burden did seem to lighten.

It was silent, seconds ticking by in a strange slow motion. Katsuya felt a strange ironic sense tugging at the corners of his mind, something was, off. His head lifted from it's hidden position, ready to survey his surroundings.

Steel icy orbs clouded his vision as his large inhuman panic stuck honey-chocolate eyes collided with them. His breath hitched, and for a second he forgot breathing was necessary for him to continue living. But at the moment living was the last thing he wanted.

Kaiba!? His mind scream, panic rising to dangerous levels.

TBC…

A/N: Heh, seen dat comin' ne?

Well dats it 4 dis CH, I'm starting up 2 more stories(also Seto X Jou) though it will be a while before their posted…

Thanks 4 reading, and thanks everyone who's reviewed so far, keep 'em comin':3