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Puppyshipping Drabbles	By : ChibiRinni Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11213 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any songs used in this fic. I make no money off this.

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Author’s Note: I have no idea where this story came from, but it kind of just wrote itself. All I can say is: enjoy!
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Drabble 14: Shared Imaginings

All he could feel was the warmth along his bare back and stomach. It was a comfort since he’d felt the chill that came when the sun set, and welcomed the warmth whenever it would come. Blankets weren’t always available in his house. A warm breath tickled across his neck, making him shiver. Normally this would send up red flags and loud alarms in his mind, but the warmth was so welcoming that he found himself wanting to snuggle more into the stranger spooning behind him. It was then he realized they were both completely nude. The blond, oddly enough, didn’t care as long as the warmth continued to surround his body.

Slowly, the warmth traveled from his stomach and up to his chest. A large hand spread across to rub against his nipple, feeling along his flat chest before sliding back down to relax against his flat stomach. The warm breath on his neck became a hot opened mouth kiss. Goosebumps broke out along the flesh of his arms and his lips parted to suck in a gasp of air.

“You feel cold to the touch. I’ll warm you up.” The stranger’s voice was deep like the purr of a cat and yet it was a voice he could have sworn he’d heard before. All thoughts left his brain and traveled south as the hot mouth nipped his shoulder.

“I’ll keep you warm all through the night,” the stranger promised in a husky whisper, trailing his fingers lightly down the other’s arm. He moved closer to inhale the deep scent of shampoo from the blond’s ruffled hair before laying a gentle kiss on a pinked cheek. Gold eyes glanced up into the strangers and met with ocean blue. The room was suddenly hot.

“I gotta be dreamin’. Ain’t no way,” Jounouchi began, but found his voice stolen with a deep kiss. His body turned naturally, leaning into to the blue eyed male cuddled close to him. The other shifted until he was on top of the blond, pulling the blankets up around them.

“What better way than in a dream?” Kaiba purred when their lips parted, “Let me get you warm.” Seto’s hot mouth traveled down Jou’s neck to his collarbone, nipping, licking, and kissing in ways that heated the blond up more than he thought possible. There were other parts beginning to wake as well, but it was the odd heat surrounding his cold body that Jou truly desired. His hands were not idle as they touched and rubbed across the brunet’s shoulders and down his back. With a moment of clarity, Jounouchi pulled away, sat up, and looked his rival in the face. The blue eyes looked confused.

“Kaiba, I don’t want ta be dreamin’. It’s not fair.” The street punk fell back as the CEO covered him with his body.

“This can only happen in a dream. Reality is too difficult. Let’s just relax here where we can be how we want to be.” Jounouchi lifted his hand and ghosted his fingers down Seto’s face, over his eyes, down his nose, and across his lips before falling away.

“I’m willing ta try. Yer da one that won’t.” Seto sighed and pulled away, straddling the blond’s hips and sitting back to rub his rear against the nearly full grown erection his fantasy was sporting.

“I don’t want to argue. I just want to touch you, for a change, and not have to worry that you’ll try to turn it into a fight. Relax with me. I want to warm you up. I may act cold, but it is you who actually feel cold.” The blond couldn’t argue, feeling the body heat radiating from his rival. Kaiba was always hot when they had their confrontations, even if his attitude was cold. Jou sat up and caught the other’s lips in a soft kiss. Their gentle exploration continued.

It was intimate and passionate as they kissed, touched, and rubbed against each other to conserve the warmth. The blond could feel himself opening up to the other, whispering things he didn’t need and moaning desires they couldn’t do. It was a dream, after all. He knew he would wake up feeling the loss, but for a small time he could forget and enjoy his imagination. Just as things were starting to go in a more lustful way, a shrill alarm went off.

“I really hate alarm clocks,” Kaiba whispered, beginning to fade from the blond’s arms.

Jounouchi woke with a jolt, soaked in sweat and burning up. He felt drugged and nearly fell on his face as he tried to get out of bed. The world tilted and he shivered, clutching against the wall. Was he underwater? It sure felt like he was. The blond took a few deep breaths, steadying his heart that was furiously beating in his chest, and tried to pull himself together. What was going on with him? He felt sluggish and slow, like his body just wasn’t able to keep up with what his mind wanted to do. Had the dream taken that strong of a hold on him?

“Man, I needa shower. I’ll just clear my head an' get my shit togetha fer school.” He wobbled to the bathroom and turned on the spray. His reflection greeted him in the mirror and he gave it his lopsided grin. The blond did look a little pale, yet flushed, but otherwise seemed to be the same old Jounouchi that he was the day before.

“No more burgers before bed.” He told himself before sliding, more ungracefully than usual, in the warm spray. He washed as quickly as his body would allow, saving the soaping up of his genitals for last. The dream came back to him and his cock hardened. He could almost feel the same tingling sensations over his neck and chest all over again and used his soapy hands to stroke himself. It didn’t take him long to moan out Kaiba’s name as he came. It was rather anti-climactic as the warm water decided to turn cold at the same time. His moan of pleasure swiftly turned into a yelp of surprise and pain. He hurriedly washed the soap away and turned off the water.

“Damn it! Bastard musta used all da hot water!” Jounouchi grumbled, shivering as he toweled himself off. His dad always had a knack for getting to the shower first, no matter how early Jou tried to rise. He stumbled to his room, still feeling like he was underwater, and got dressed. A glance at the clock told him he’d be late for school if he didn’t move fast enough.

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Kaiba Seto opened his eyes slowly and reached over to turn his alarm clock off. Oh how he hated that alarm, especially when he was caught up in a wet dream. He laid there for a moment, thinking and wondering why his dream was so different this time. Normally it started with them cuddling, and then making out, and that quickly turned into hot hard core pounding. It didn’t happen this time. It was so strange for things to not have gone like he normally planned.

“Am I losing my touch? It almost seemed like I wasn’t in control of everything like I should have been. I couldn’t control him. He was so unsure and very different from the flushed panting version I normally pick out… No more cookies with my milk before bed.” With a nod of decision, he roused from his bed and began his routine. The CEO stretched, showered, brushed his teeth, and then went about getting himself ready for school. For some reason, the fact that he was not in full control of his dream was really bothering him. He’d been a lucid dreamer for as long as he could remember. He controlled his nightmares for Ra sake!

There was still an hour to kill before leaving for school, so he decided to take his mind off of the oddness of his dream and do some work for Kaiba Corp. Apparently that dream was determined not to leave him alone. Once he finished a few pages, it snuck back in his mind again. As he focused on what had happened, his fingers continued to answer emails, fill out documents, and do the other mundane things he did during classes. Before sending anything, he checked them over, trying to ignore the look of desire and sadness that had haunted him in his dreams, and sent them on their way. His work was done, for the moment at least.

“I’m willing ta try. Yer da one that won’t.”

“He’s never said that to me before. We’ve always just been lovers in my dreams. Things normally get right down to business, but there was more to it this time. It felt deeper, like a connection. We felt… close. The Mutt was engaged with me, instead of just following my lead. I really wasn’t in control. He was so… receptive. It was as if he really… This was a DREAM! Just a stupid dream… Why am I even letting this bother me so much?” He shook his head as if to clear it and called for his little brother to hurry or he’d be late for school. It didn’t take Mokuba long to race down the stairs, inhale his breakfast, ignore Seto scolding him for gulping down the meal, and make it to school on time.

“Bye Onii-san! Be nice!” With a small wave, Seto rolled up the window and sighed.

“I wish it were that easy. I can’t just change overnight and be buddies. Besides, I’ve yet to meet anyone who didn’t try to blackmail me later on down the road. As long as I run Kaiba Corp, I’ll just have to remain alone. It’s fine.” He mumbled to himself before stiffening his shoulders as they approached his school. He opened the door himself and stepped out, looking cold as ever. The CEO’s entrance went mostly unnoticed by his peers, having gotten used to the limo and the “get in my way and I’ll make it look like an accident” glare. Kaiba strutted his way to his first class, trench coat billowing out around him, and turned to walk in when he thought he heard something. He stopped and looked down the hall to see a frantic Jounouchi rushing towards him.

“I can’t be late again! Outta muh way!” The blond called out. His eyes looked up into Seto’s, but they didn’t seem to be able to focus on them. The street punk stumbled suddenly, and pitched forward hard enough to knock both him and Kaiba down. A briefcase went flying, slamming against a nearby locker, and exploded, showering the floor with papers.

Kaiba, dazed from his head slamming against the floor, growled and tried to sit up, but couldn’t. Sprawled on top of him was the blond from his dreams; golden eyes were cloudy and unfocused, chest heaving as his lungs tried to pull in enough oxygen, and his body was hot. The CEO could feel his body reacting rather quickly and tried to push the boy off of him. Jou was like dead weight, which was odd. Normally the blond would have jumped up as if burned and glared at him. They would have argued about who’s fault it was and grumbled curses - including their normal name calling - as they entered the classroom, Kaiba first of course.

“Get off me you stupid Mutt!” Seto snapped when the ex-street punk simply laid there and didn’t move an inch for several seconds. He heard a soft groan from the blond and mentally imagined taking a cold shower, but his body couldn’t be fooled. Cloudy golden eyes fluttered and locked with his. There was a swirl of confusion in the golden depths.

“Kaiba? Why’s it so hot ‘n here?” He mumbled, trying to shake himself out of that “underwater” feeling. He tried to sit up when the hallway spun in wobbly circles. Sweat beads appeared on his brow and slid down the side of his face as he breathed heavier than he should have been. The blond didn’t normally get out of breath so easily. He clutched his head when the jackhammer in his mind began to lay waste to his brain. Kaiba shoved the blond off him, but wrapped his arm around the other’s shoulders so he didn’t hit his head on the floor - like the CEO had.

“What’s wrong with you?” Seto growled, making sure his quick actions were so fluid that it didn’t even look like he had done something nice. He sat up and watched as the street punk slowly curled into a ball, shivering and chattering his teeth as if it were winter.

“Wha’d ya do ta me, Kaiba? First ya warm me up n’ cuddle me, n’ then ya disappear on me, leavin’ me feelin’ funny! N-Now it’s cold an’ da room’s wobbly… My head hurts…” The CEO frowned and touched Jounouchi’s forehead. He yanked his hand back from the heat.

“You’re burning up. Mutt, you need the nurse; you’re sick.” The blond only whimpered and curled up further, feeling worse by the minute.

“Jou, what’s wrong?” Kaiba turned to see Yugi walking out of the classroom.

“He’s sick. I’m taking him to the nurse; not like you could carry him.”

“I’m coming with you!” Yugi said with a bit of worry in his voice. Seto lifted his puppy bridal style and held him tightly to his chest.

“Don’t bother. He’ll be fine. I expect notes to be taken for me while I’m gone.” Before Yugi could argue, the CEO turned and headed for the nurse’s office. With a sigh the short duelist picked up the mess of papers and took the brunet’s briefcase into the class. It was the least the he could do since Kaiba was taking his best friend to the nurse’s office for him.

“I hope Jou’s alright,” he mumbled under his breath.

“He’ll be fine. Did you see how Kaiba was holding him? There is hope yet.” Yami assured him through their link. Slowly Yugi began to smile. He nodded in agreement and took his seat. Things would be okay.

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Maneuvering the covers back - while carrying the blond - wasn’t as easy as it was at home with Mokuba. Still, he managed and tucked his puppy in. Of course the nurse wasn’t there. The note on the unlocked door said she would be late and wouldn’t be there for another hour or so. That left the CEO in charge of taking care of the ex-street punk. Seto opened a few drawers and took out the few tools he would need. Cool compresses, a thermometer, and some pain medication to help with the fever he knew the blond had. Jounouchi remained oblivious as the thermometer beeped.

“Wow, 39.5; that is an impressive fever there, Puppy. Let’s cool you down.” He lifted the blond’s damp head and slid a cool compress under his neck. It would be the fastest way to lower his fever.

“C-COLD!” Jounouchi’s eyes popped open and he tried to jump out of the bed, only to have a strong pair of hands push him back down into the cold.

“Calm down, Puppy.”

“K-Kaiba? It’s f-fuckin’ cold!” The brunet gently pushed the blond back down. When he relaxed a bit the CEO added a second cool compress to his forehead.

“You’re sick and have a really high fever.”

Jounouchi shivered and tugged the blankets around him tighter. “How can I have a fever if it’s so cold?”

Seto added another blanket and sat on the edge of the bed. Jou’s eyes were still clouded as they looked at each other. The corner of the brunet’s mouth tilted up in a small smirk. The blond raised a brow in response. Seto nearly chuckled at the expression. “It’s 39.5. I just took it. You need to get some sleep and let your body fight it off."

Jounouchi smiled and blinked a few times. “Ya said ya would keep me warm, now ya tryin’ ta cool me off. Tease,” he sighed and closed his eyes, shivering. Kaiba frowned, disbelieving the possibility of what the blond was talking about. There was no way Jounouchi could have known about his dream. It was impossible! With a shrug he rubbed his hands up and down the shivering form until the small tremors stopped. A warm hand cupped his face and blue eyes met gold.

“You gonna disappear again? Or you gonna stay longer?” The blue eyes looked confused. Jounouchi was still locked in the blissful moments he held in sleep. He was neither awake nor asleep in his fever induced haze. Slowly, his gentle smile remaining on his face, he slid his fingers down Seto’s face, over his eyes, down his nose, and across his lips before letting his hand fall away. For a moment Seto was back in his dream. He wanted to make promises, to reach out, but he knew this wasn’t a dream. Reality was so harsh sometimes.

“Jounouchi…”

“You can kiss me. It’s a dream, right? You takin’ care uh me an’ lookin’ out fer me… it’s a dream.” The CEO leaned down and let their lips gently touch. Jounouchi looked happy for a moment before falling into a deep sleep.

“Wish ya wanted ta try… I’ll try…” The Puppy whispered and let his dreams take over his mind. Kaiba sat there a little dumbfounded. He touched his fingertips to his lips. He’d actually kissed the blond. He clenched his fist tight. What he wouldn’t give if he could actually do all he’d dreamed of doing to the boy asleep in bed. Fever or not!

“I’m willing ta try. Yer da one that won’t.” The words continued to echo back. There was no way the Puppy knew of his dreams, and yet… Perhaps he should listen to the blond. He leaned down to kiss the boy’s flushed cheek. Maybe he would try.

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Author’s note: Just so you know, 39.5 Celsius is equivalent to 103.1 Fahrenheit. I wonder if Kaiba is ready to accept that Jounouchi had the same “dream” as him… or perhaps he still believes it was all in their imaginations. Hope you liked it! Till next time!
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