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Thin Line	By : Rroselavy Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8050 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I don't own or profit in way from Yu-Gi-Oh.

Chapter 1
It was a bad day. Jounouchi Katsuya collapsed into his homeroom seat, arms crossed in front of him.
"You look like shit, Inu." Kaiba Seto observed, coolly appraising the blond. He took note of the shaggy blond hair that fringed over Jounouchi's amber eyes, his slim body that didn't quite fill out his tee shirt, and jeans that seemed a bit too loose.
"Leave it ta you to state the obvious," Jounouchi shot back, meeting Kaiba's azure blue eyes that pierced him from under silky brown hair.
Kaiba arched an eyebrow, surprised his dog didn't take the bait. He knew how much Jounouchi hated when he called him that. It had started as a joke, but Kaiba couldn't let it go when he saw how much it irritated the other boy.
Jou was in no mood for Kaiba's crap. His father had kicked the shit out of him the night before. And apparently the old man's liquid diet was good enough for both of them, as there was nothing but beer in the fridge. There wasn't even one thin dime for Jou to filch for some lunch at school. He glared off into space trying to recall the last bona fide meal he'd eaten.
Kaiba gave Jounouchi a sidelong glance. He didn't understand what it was about the other boy that got so under his skin. Jounouchi was like a scab that wouldn't heal. He had to pick at it, worry it. Try to remove the blemish, but instead it never healed. He closed his eyes and imagined the topography of his life, and in the middle rose a himalayan-size mountain range with the name Jounouchi Katsuya.
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Things were getting worse. When Jou came home after school the fridge was padlocked.
"Motherfucker!" he spat. Then stopped short, praying the old man didn't hear him. He was dead drunk asleep on the couch. Jounouchi grimaced, 'Looks like I'm dumpster diving tonight.'
* * *
He thought his hunger would drive him mad. He could not focus on his studies, could not escape the alluring aromas that swirled through air. Drooled at the sight of his friends eating their lunches. He escaped the cafeteria, pleading the need to study in the library. As he passed by, Kaiba noticed Jounouchi was looking gaunt. It made him furious.
'His old man is starving him, and his friends don't even notice.' He slitted his eyes, thinking of a plan to both help and humiliate Jounouchi. Yes he smiled to himself it would be a good day after all.
Kaiba and Jounouchi shared the next period, sitting opposite each other, separated by a narrow aisle. Kaiba had laid out some bills at the top of his backpack. When he arrive, Jounouchi was already in his seat, head down resting on his arms on his desk. Kaiba dropped the backpack in the aisle between them, and then left for the bathroom.
'Moneybags has gotta have some spare change in there' Jou thought forlornly. 'And I gotta eat. He ain't gonna miss a couple of bucks ...' He reasoned as he slipped his hand in and palmed a bill. He snuck a look at his hand, his heart jumped -- it was a twenty.
'My lucky day!' Jou thought, but a shadow of doubt crossed his mind ... 'That was a little too easy.'
Kaiba smiled to himself when he noticed the missing money after class. He could file this for later use. But also, he knew Jounouchi would eat tonight. It annoyed him that he cared. Jounouchi was like a wrinkle on his silk shirt, but the more he smoothed it, the deeper the crease became.
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That night his father beat the shit out of him gain, but this time he tossed him out. That's how Jounouchi framed it in his mind. It sounded so much better that way. It glossed over the ribs bruised from the contact of his old man's boots. He sure packed a wallop for someone so shitfaced. Then there were the strapmarks across his back from the belt his father whipped him with. They covered a latticework of old bruises and welts. "I'm gonna teach your sorry ass a lesson!" he had snarled before knocking him to the floor.
What set it off. Oh yeah, the old man had caught him puking up the food that he'd bought with Kaiba's twenty. He had eaten too much too fast, and paid for it dearly, in more ways than one. He didn't know why his father had it in for him. Jou looked like his mother, maybe that had something to do with it. Or perhaps his old man was just an evil fucker.
His parents had met in Japan. His mother was an American artist teaching at University on an exchange residency, his father a rising star in biotech research. Jou's grandfather had told him it was love at first sight. It had consumed them both, she became pregnant and gave birth to Jou. When her residency was over, his mother and he returned to New York. Jou's father followed, gaining a position on faculty at Columbia. They were married at City Hall, ending Jou's status as bastard. 'Biggest mistake she ever made,' he thought dryly.
Through most of her life, Jou's mother suffered severe bouts of depression. She slit her wrists when he was three. He found her bloody, lifeless body on the bathroom floor. He had been alone with her for hours before his father returned from work. Years later, a social worker who Jou had therapy with tried to assure him that he wasn't responsible for her death. But his father always blamed him, "She felt saddled down with you. You were a miserable little runt, always crying, always needy. She never wanted you!" his old man would bellow, and Jou would wish himself dead.
His father remarried one of his grad students, a Korean girl, and they had a child -- Serenity. What a joke of a name, for that was one of many things missing in the second Jounouchi household. The relationship had proven scandalous, and the marriage sealed his father's fate, he was fired from his position. He began to drink in earnest.
Jou felt a connection to Kaiba when he saw the brothers together. The way Kaiba protected and cared for Mokuba reminded Jou of the protectiveness he felt for his half sister. As the drunken arguments between his father and new wife escalated, he would cradle Serenity, his body wrapped around her, as if he alone could prevent the hate and animosity swirling around them from permeating the soul of that perfect little girl.
Serenity's mom kicked out her husband, and Jounouchi with him, after the umpteenth beating, and pressed charges. Jou's maternal grandfather exhausted every avenue to gain custody of him, but since Jou had been born in Japan, and wasn't yet a citizen, it was deportation, and back to his father's homeland ... so unlike the streets of New York.
'At least I didn't get the puke on my clothes,' Jou thought, since he didn't have time to change before he left. Now here he was in school. Why, he didn't know, and Kaiba had that certain look in his eyes, one that didn't bode well. Jou was so wound up he was feeling murderous. One smart remark from Kaiba and he would blow for sure.
Kaiba observed that Jounouchi was wearing the same outfit as yesterday. He couldn't let that pass.
"Hey Make Inu," he began, but was caught short.
"Fuck you Kaiba!" Jou roared as he flung his body against the taller boy. They landed in a heap, Jou on top. That changed quickly as Kaiba easily flipped him over and pinned him down, each knee resting on Jou's upper arms, his ass falling heavily onto Jou's chest.
'That was too easy,' Kaiba thought, then noticed the wince that fleeted across Jou's face when he came down hard on his chest.
Jou couldn't let it go, he knew in this position it would be best to keep his mouth shut, but it was impossible. He could not help himself from getting in Kaiba's face, even as the words spilled out, there was a certain satisfaction that this fight would end with a connection from Kaiba's fist. Jou didn't know what drove him to torment Kaiba, but he knew that their lives were intertwined in that way, because Kaiba could not stop it either.
"Get offa me fuckwad" he spat out, only to see a triumphant smile on Kaiba's face. A small crowd had gathered around, and he heard some snickering. He knew that would push Kaiba's rage even further. Still Kaiba said nothing, and it unnerved Jou.
Kaiba could see that Jounouchi was suffering, so he eased up a bit on his chest. He knew that would hurt his arms more, but such was the tradeoff. Now that he had him pinned, there was no sport in hitting him, but he didn't want to let Jou up just yet. He felt his cock getting hard from Jou's struggles underneath him.
"What the fuck's the matter with you?" Jou continued, "ya lose your hearing or something?" Still Kaiba smiled down at him. He could tell the other boy's annoyance level was rising by the way he slipped into his American accent.
"Shut up Inu," Kaiba drawled.
"Make me!" was the retort.
The dare hung out in the air between them, and Kaiba thought of a most delicious way to shut his trap. His hand absently brushed his belt buckle and he had a thought of how good it would feel to shove his cock in Jou's mouth. 'That would shut him up just fine,' Kaiba smiled to himself. A perfect humiliation, double the pleasure for him. But looking down into the mutt's fiery eyes gave him pause. Perhaps Jounouchi might find it enjoyable as well.
"What the fuck ya want from me, Kaiba?" He detected a mix of fear and confusion in Jounouchi's voice now. This certainly wasn't how most of their fights went. Usually they involved a lot more punching.
"Is there a problem here, Mr. Kaiba?" The principal's voice cut in. Jounouchi went completely still. If Kaiba ratted him out, he would be in a bad situation indeed. His old man would surely beat him within an inch of his life if he was called down here. Kaiba didn't want to get Jounouchi any further in trouble. As it was, he was feeling vaguely guilty about starting something with him.
"No," he said calmy, rising to his feet. "Mr. Jounouchi fell and I was helping him up." He got up slowly and brushed himself off. His eyes never left Jounouchi's, and he noticed both the rage and relief in Jounouchi's expression.
The principal was taken aback, but would not dare refute Kaiba's recount. "Alright then, let's break this up ... everyone get to class." He said as he continued through the hall.
Kaiba held out his hand to the still-prone boy. Jounouchi looked annoyed.
"I repeat, what the fuck you want from me, Kaiba?" he asked, the exasperation rising in his voice.
"I want my money back" Kaiba flared.
That took Jou by surprise. It HAD been a set up. 'Fuck!'
"I don't know what you're talkin' about, Kaiba" he said, deadpan.
"Oh please, Mutt, did you think I wouldn't miss it?"
"Ya know, you got more money than God, what'd I lift from you, a coupla mil? How much did I get ya for?" he was hitting his stride again.
Jou had backed Kaiba into a corner. Now if he admitted to the paltry sum that was missing, he would look like an ass.
"Jou, are you alright?" It was Yuugi.
"Yeah, Yuug," he replied, getting up slowly.
"Kaiba, what did you do to him?" Yuugi accused.
"It was nothing Yuug," Jou replied. "I just tripped and Kaiba here was kind enough to offer to help me up." There was sarcasm in his emphasis on the words 'kind' and 'help.' Kaiba and Jou's eyes were still locked. As the words sunk in, Kaiba wordlessly turned on his heel and stalked away.
"Kaiba, why can't you just leave Jounouchi alone?" Yuugi called after him.
'Good question, Yuugi' Kaiba thought as he made his way to class.
Jou watched the other boy as he walked away, taking in his tall, thin, but muscular body. He was such a fine piece of ass. While he hated the insults and taunts, Jou knew with certainty that he didn't hate the boy who taunted him. There was a certain comfort level in their antagonistic relationship. Hell, at least it was some kind of relationship. It saddened him a little, though, to be on the receiving end of endless insults.
Gingerly, Jou made his way to class. He was starving again, and had not slept well on the cardboard bed he'd made for himself last night in some restaurant's back alley. The pickings had been mighty slim as well, someone had gotten to the dumpster before him.
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