Mirrored out | By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 4647 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Picking up
right where I left, and adding a little plot twist-again. ‘ ‘ are Jounouchi’s
thoughts, and I don’t own MicrosoftTM or any related company. I just
thought it funny to use in this fic, so don’t sue.
Reviews,
however, are always welcome..* G*
Ja ne and
enjoy!^^
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15.
Jou and
Kaiba stood perfectly still, gazing past the raging principal at the wall,
still feeling somewhat lightheaded from their previous activities.
“Three days
ago you tried to kill each other over a couple of hentai pictures, and today I
find you indulging in adultery?! What the hell were you thinking?!?” thundered
the elder man.
Both teens
exchanged a look, fighting down a grin, before returning their attention back
to the fuming director.
Clearing
her throath, Jou began:
“In all
honesty, sensei-“
“-we were
not thinking at all” ended Kaiba calmly.
Taken from
the blood rushing to the pricipal’s face, this was clearly not the answer he
had expected.
Between a
coronary and a nervous breakdown, the director had decided to let the two
students off the hook with nothing more than another week of detention and the
order to clean up the mess they had made.
Once done,
the former rivals walked down the hall towards the lockers, when Kaiba all of a
sudden snaked his arm around Jou’s waist and held her close.
Before the
blonde had a chance to protest, the CEO pulled her into a different corridor,
forced her up against the wall opposite their lockers and pressed the entire
length of his body against Jou, grinding his groin into hers.
“Ano,
Kaiba, are you nuts? We just got grounded for a week, no point in makin’ this
worse than it already is!” hissed Jou.
Said one
had a somewhat crazed glint in his eyes, when he answered:
“One week,
one month or one year, it doesn’t matter, everything is worth having you!”
And locked
Jounouchi’s lips with his.
‘Ohgodsohgodsohgods,
I’m kissin’ Kaiba! I’m actually kissin’ the same bastard I pound into the floor
just the other day, and-and-kami, this feels goo-no, no, it doesn’t, this is
wrong-wait, he did eat me out, so why-aargh, focus Jou, that was
somethin’ different-gods, this feels so..special, not only good, but-right, as
if it were meant to-oh gods, no, this isn’t-this can’t be-I don’t have feelings
for this big bad, stone-harted, asshole CEO, I can’t, I’m not-I-I’m fallin’ in love
with Kaiba Seto?!?’
Jounouchi
felt her knees go puddy, but before the butterflies made it to her stomach, she
broke the kiss and, twisting out of the brunet’s embrace, panted:
“Kami, I-I
gotta leave, or I’ll be late for work!”
She all but
ran to her locker, stuffed haphazardly books and papers into her back pack and
raced for the door.
Turning
around as she stood in the entrance, she gave a cheery, nervous smile and,
waving at the brunet, chirped:
“Ja, Kaib’,
see ya tomorrow!” and was out the door before the CEO had a chance to reply.
All the way
to home she pondered, because she couldn’t remember the last time Kaiba had
sported such a lost, forlorn look.
Bakura was
not a happy camper.
Nope, not
at all.
Actually,
the king of thieves was the embodiment of barely controlled, homicidal, jealous
rage.
And the
cause of his anger was the former priest who had dared to defile his precious
desert rose.
He would
make sure Kaiba would live and, mostly, suffer a good, long time to regret
this.
Back at the
Kame Game shop the pharao dropped a complete box of beginner’s decks.
“Yami, daijoubu
ka? Are you ok?” asked
his hikari concerned.
Scratching
his head, the Egyptian mumbled:
“Hai, I
just-had a cold shiver running up my spine, you know?”
Mokuba
cocked a brow, then used his chopsticks to play a small drumwhirl on his plate.
Not getting
any reaction, the raven-haired teen chucked one of the wooden utensils at his
brother, hitting this one’s nose.
Blinking,
the brunet turned to stare at his otouto.
“Welcome
back to reality, nii-san. How was LaLa-Land?” deadpanned the boy.
Seto
frowned.
“I was not
sleeping, I was inspecting my stocks and the Nikkei index, as usual.”
A
half-lidded glare and a mock-serious nod were accompanied by a snort.
“Suuure,
you just stared ten minutes at one and the same page of the newspaper without
moving a single muscle. That’s perfectly normal. Not to mention that you
were grinning like an idiot on a sugar high.”
Blue-grey
eyes narrowed in suspicion.
“You were
not having that weird fantasy again, ne? You know, the one where you take over
MicrosoftTM and have Bill Gates crawling at your feet, begging for
money?”#
Giving an
embarassed cough, Kaiba growled:
“No, I did
not. What makes you say that?”
Instead of
an answer, Mokuba merely lowered his eyes to his brother’s lap.
Kaiba
didn’t even had to look to know he was reffering to the enormous bulge in his
pants…
++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++
#lol! Each
time I read the line ‘Kaiba’s secret desire’, this image comes to my mind…^^
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