I Know You're Out There Somewhere | By : Firewing Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3536 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 14 The Gang’s All Here
A/N: My stepbrother just got back from Afghanistan. He showed us a home movie on his laptop of a little terrier dog being…uh, intimate (?) with a Pikachu plushie, the dog couldn’t get enough of the little yellow pokemon…Uh well, I think I’ve fulfilled my perversion quotient for this chapter.
Disclaimer: Don’t own Yugioh, don’t own Pokemon…the boys have enough Pokemon merchandise you’d think they owned it though…
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Joey woke up later to the sound of giggling. It seemed that while he slept the party had arrived and now the near empty living space of his new home was filled with teenagers.
“What’s so funny?” Jou asked.
“It’s just…” Yugi started with a snicker.
“You look…” Tristan looked embarrassed.
“So adorable…” Tea continued.
“All snuggled up…” Mokuba added.
“With your teddy bear.” Serenity finished.
Mai rolled her eyes.
“Uh…it’s a dragon.” Bakura corrected softly.
“Aaahhh…” They all chorused together and then practically fell all over each other in a giggling fit.
Joey frowned, not awake enough to have a clue and then he realized he still had the plushie clutched in his arms.
“Ack…!” He threw the dragon across the room as if it might bite and it bopped Mokuba on the head.
“Hey!” The ebony-haired boy cried indignantly.
“We brought you a housewarming gift.” Tristan said slyly.
“Mai?” Jou grinned at the lavender-eyed girl. Mai blushed faintly.
“No, you dolt.” Tristan grabbed the poor abused plushie dragon and smacked Joey over the head with it.
“Okay, okay! I give! Give me my dragon!” Tristan whacked Jou again, and then made a run for it as the blonde charged at him.
“Are they always this…juvenile?” Mokuba asked wide-eyed.
“Yep.” Yugi shrugged.
The two boys were out on the lawn by this time. Joey was screaming, “Give me my dragon you numbskull!” And Tristan taunted. “You gonna make me?” and “Is that all you got?”
Meanwhile, the imperious Seto Kaiba had stepped outside to check on the uproar. The two insane teenagers didn’t notice him. Tristan flew right past Seto, but Joey had the misfortune to trip and stagger headfirst into his newly appointed guardian who, unprepared, in turn lost his balance…
Splash!
And fell right into the pool. Jou froze in shock, still dry, still poolside, staring at Kaiba standing waist deep and fully clothed in the swimming pool. In that moment the handsome, dignified CEO looked like a drowned cat having a bad hair day with a temper to match.
“Uh…Joey?” Tristan gasped.
“What?”
“Run!” And the two boys did.
The others watched the whole thing play out from the balcony, watched as Kaiba climbed out of the pool and stalked back into his house with water streaming everywhere.
Out of breath and gasping for air in the main room of the apartment, Joey and Tristan leaned into each other. As soon as they could breathe they were laughing so hard tears streamed down their faces.
“That was so mean!” Tea scolded. “You didn’t see if he was okay or apologize or anything!”
“Hey, it’s okay.” Mokuba grinned. “Big brother needs a little excitement in his life!”
“What about that housewarming gift?” Yugi asked, desperately wanting to change the subject.
“Oh yeah. It’s in the back of the van. Come on, guys, let’s go get it.” Tristan was out he door and the others followed gamely.
Tristan opened the back door of the van and there sat a new freestanding punching bag complete with Seto’s face taped on it.
“Okay, if this is some sick inside joke, I don’t want to know.” Mai stated with a raised eyebrow.
“Wait until Seto sees this!” Mokuba giggled. The guys all laughed.
“How can you guys be so rude?” Tea snapped. “Kaiba has done nothing but try to help you since you lost your dad, Joey, and this is how you thank him?”
“Hey, Tea, chill out. It’s just a joke. Joey had one identical to this in his room before…before…” Tristan trailed off looking at his best buddy who had gone sheet white.
“It’s great, Tris.” Jou smiled affectionately. “Why don’t you guys take it upstairs? I gotta go check on something.” Joey headed off toward the house.
Mokuba started to follow him, but Yugi put a restraining hand on his shoulder. “Let him go.”
……..
Once Jou was inside the mansion he was lost. He bumped into Liz who was the fulltime housekeeper; in her mid-fifties she had a matronly air.
“Can I help you, Joey?” She smiled, knowing he was lost.
“I was looking for Kaiba.”
“He’s in the library.” She motioned for Joey to follow her. “When would you like to have lunch served?”
“Um…” The blond was caught completely off guard by the question. Food. He hadn’t even thought about feeding his friends. What was the matter with him? Oh yeah, his entire life was literally turned to cinders a week ago. “I guess whenever you’re ready to serve it?”
“We’ll have the buffet set up at noon by the pool. Here you are.” She indicated a large wooden door, bowed and left.
Joey knocked on the door.
“Come in,” was the gruff response.
“Uh…can I talk to you for a minute? If I’m bothering you, it can wait.”
“Too late. You’ve already bothered me. Get in here.”
Joey wondered if there was something slightly suggestive in Seto’s voice or if he was just imagining things…He stepped into the room. Large, it smelled of leather and old books, dark, with a cast iron spiral staircase that led to a second and third tier of shelving. Two narrow walkways encircled the upper levels of books that extended to the ceiling. A circular stained glass sunroof in a kaleidoscopic pattern made Jou dizzy.
“You wanted something?” Seto asked irritably. His damp hair needed restyling, but he had gotten into a dry set of clothes, and was in true Kaiba form.
“Do you spend a lot of time in here?” Jou asked out of curiosity because other than the laptop on Seto’s antique mahogany desk this room could have come straight out of the previous century.
“Only when I need to concentrate on important business matters.” Seto answered him icily.
“Oh.” Jou said completely missing the hint. “About earlier…”
“Yes.”
“I wanted to apologize. I know you weren’t expecting me so early. I’m sorry for scaring you.” As soon as he said it, he knew he had made a poor choice in words.
“You-did-not-scare-me! You-do-not-scare-me-nor-will-you-ever-scare-me!” Uh huh, Kaiba the Rock…live from fantasyland…but his voice carried a threatening edge. Jou would never know the difference.
“Then why did you attack me?” Joey retorted. He came here to make peace with Kaiba; did he have to make it so hard?
“Attack? I didn’t attack you!”
“What do you call grabbing my burnt hands and shoving me into the table?! Playing?!” Joey snapped getting defensive.
“I do not play. I work.” Seto told him pointedly.
“Maybe you should play once in while! Oh, I forgot. That might prove that you’re a mere human, not some arrogant CEO with a superiority complex!” Jou snapped.
Seto frowned and with a major effort maintained an emotionless façade. “I may have overreacted in your apartment. Are you satisfied? Can I get some work done now?”
“Overreacted?!”
“Look, you pushed me into the pool. We’re even.”
“That was an accident!” Joey growled.
“So was grabbing your hands!” Seto snarled back.
They glared at each other from across Seto’s desk, two testosterone driven males squaring off in the silence. But as suddenly as their sparring match began it was over. This was not what Joey had come here to do.
“Why is it that we want to kill each other every time our paths cross? Can’t we call a truce already? I don’t even know why you’d want me here, but if I’m gonna stay, we’ve gotta reach some kind of understanding.” Jou reasoned.
“You don’t want to be here, do you, Jou?”
“No.” Joey wasn’t going to lie to him.
“Then why did you agree to it when you could have moved in with Yugi or Tristan?”
“Child Services didn’t approve Yugi’s household and Tristan…well, I don’t like bumming off my friends. If I hadn’t come here, I would have ended up in a foster home.”
“And I’m not your friend? Or is it that I have so much that you don’t care if you bum off me?” The dangerously slippery ice returned to Seto’s voice.
Jou began to realize just how bad a case of foot in mouth disease he had. “I didn’t mean it like that. You’re twisting my words. You offered me my own place to stay, a job-a way I could maybe earn my keep without feeling useless. I would have stayed with Tristan, but his dad would flip out if he ever found out that I’m…” He stopped, a blush blooming on his cheeks. He had babbled his way into another corner in his rush to defend himself.
“Gay.” Seto supplied.
“Yeah.”
“Does Tristan know?”
“Of course he knows. That’s why he’s so darn protective!”
“Oh.” It hadn’t occurred to Seto that maybe there was more to Jou and Tristan’s friendship than a tendency to turn each other into an idiot.
Jou sensed the direction Seto’s thoughts were traveling. “No, no, no. It’s not like that! He’s madly in love with my sister!”
“What about Yugi and Tea?”
“Huh? Well, they like each other, they just haven’t figured it out yet.”
Seto actually laughed a genuinely amused laugh. Joey cocked his head surprised by the deep musical sound. “No, you silly puppy, do they know you’re gay?”
“Oh.” Joey was blushing again. “No.”
There was a knock on the door. Mokuba stuck his head into the room. “Big brother, lunch is ready!”
“Okay, Kuba. We’ll be there in a minute.” The ebony-haired boy was gone in a flash.
“Are you going to come swimming this afternoon?” Joey asked.
“No.” The blue-eyed teen answered flatly.
“Please? I’ll give you a kiss…” Jou batted his eyes at Seto. He was just teasing, but the look on Seto’s face was scary. Seto Kaiba, the Ice Man, blushed, it was a faint blush, barely there and gone again, but a blush nonetheless. “I’m gonna find the food!” Jou exited hastily before things could go anymore twilight zone on him.
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