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Chapter 16 Horse Of A Different Color
Warning: Jou grows a brain!
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Sunday 3 a.m.
Joey was snuggled into his new bed with his little sister who wanted to stay as close to him as she could for as long as possible. He dreamed the same dream he had for the last eight nights. Fire, smoke, terror, loss, a glimpse of a blonde beauty in blue silk, the Pharaoh striding out of the darkness-strong, powerful, and mysterious, the whirring of helicopter blades, a hazy night sky, Seto’s arms and a whispered, “Hang on, Puppy.”
Jou woke up at that point, just as he had every time he had the dream-sweaty with stinging hands and short of breath. He slipped away from his sister and padded out to the balcony barefoot.
A movement in the mansion caught Joey’s eye as he stood there. A light was on in a second story room. Kaiba’s room, Jou thought, it has to be. Kaiba, now there’s a guy I just can’t figure out. He runs hot and cold quicker than you can flick a switch. He puts me down every time our paths cross, treats like a disgusting piece of trash, and to top it off, has the bad timing to walk in on me while I’m sucking another guy off. And then on the other side of the coin toss, it was the Ice Man who tried to shield me from Pegasus and followed me home like the stray puppy he’s always accusing me of being after I was humiliated at the White Tiger. He saved my bike, used his choppers to save people he cares nothing about, and then opened his home to me. I thought he despised me. Even hated me, he’s made me feel worse than worthless often enough. So why is he doing this?
Yugi thought that in some distorted cruel way Kaiba was trying to reach out to Jou, was trying to make friends with him. The pieces didn’t quite fit…The sound of choppers filled Jou’s head again, the smoke induced hazy sky…Kaiba’s arms around him. All the bizarre things that happened yesterday, Kaiba’s tender touch putting the ointment on his hands, the way he had unzipped Joey’s jacket, the tension in the room, the blush in the library when Jou had teased him with a kiss…The hurt in Kaiba’s eyes when Jou told him at the White Tiger that he was to cold for anyone to want him, to love him…
Joey’s stomach rolled, “Oh my gods…he’s in love with me!”
He turned and ran for the bathroom suddenly sick. A moment later, Serenity was at his side “Big brother, are you okay?”
“Yeah, sis. I just had a bad dream.” And a waking nightmare…”Go back to bed, Serenity. I’m fine, really. I think I’ll just lay down on the futon.”
Serenity wanted to protest, but didn’t. Being a dutiful little sister, she trotted back to the bedroom, grabbed a blanket and a pillow and put them on the futon. She kissed her brother on the cheek. “If there was something wrong, you’d tell me, right?”
“Sure.” Joey hugged her. “Now go to bed. We have to get up in a few hours.”
After she went back to bed, Joey laid awake on the futon for a long time. What had he gotten himself into? For the second time in less than 24 hours, he really wished he hadn’t agreed to live here. Joey adored Mokuba. The kid was hard not to like and he fit in so well with the rest of the gang, but the older Kaiba brother was a horse of a different color.
Joey thought in time he and Seto Kaiba might become friends in a loose offish sort of way. But he didn’t believe they would ever be close, not the way he was close to Tristan or Yugi; certainly not close enough to have any kind of intimate long-term relationship. Just thinking that Kaiba could possibly want that kind of a relationship with him made Joey’s stomach knot and his head hurt. He felt more like a charity case now than before. He felt like he was here under false pretenses, taking advantage of Kaiba’s feelings for him when he had nothing to give back in return.
And what would happen if Kaiba ever came on to him? Joey had a low resistance threshold when it came to sexual encounters. And then there was that celibacy agreement…had Kaiba used that in some sort of vain attempt to try to keep Joey for himself? Grrr…Kaiba was certainly sexy enough with his beautiful cerulean eyes, dark hair, alabaster skin, strong lean build, and cat-like grace. Purrr…
The problem was, pretty as Kaiba was, Kaiba was still Kaiba-harsh, cynical, bitter, rude, calculating, and cold. Jou had few illusions that the CEO would change, Joey wasn’t attracted to him, and he certainly didn’t want to get emotionally involved with a glacier.
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Sunday 1 p.m.
Joey sat on a kitchen chair in his nearly empty apartment drumming his fingers idly on the table. He and Tristan had taken Serenity to the airport earlier that morning and despite Kaiba’s promise, he still felt sick about being separated from her again.
He was bored. There was nothing to do here. The punching bag was stored in the spare bedroom until his hands healed and he couldn’t access the computer until Kaiba got here and gave him a login name and password. He would be really glad when he had some money coming in. He thought longingly of his entertainment center at the Sennen Elephant Apartments.
“Oh, this is so not going to be fun.” Jou muttered to himself.
He was having his first tutoring session with Kaiba this afternoon. Jou could think of plenty of other things that would be more fun than being stuck in here with Mr. Ice, especially since he had finally figured out Kaiba’s…er, strategy? Joey had more than enough stress in his life without worrying about Kaiba’s hormones. Having an ingrown toenail removed or having a root canal or a tonsillectomy all ranked higher on the fun factor scale than being alone in a room doing homework with Kaiba…Jou went to the balcony in time to see his tutor striding up the stone path, briefcase in hand, dressed in midnight blue from head to toe with his standard glare firmly in place.
“Daydreaming again, Mutt?” Joey’s blue-eyed walking nightmare asked standing directly in front of him a few moments later. “Are we going to stand here all day?”
“Um, no.” Joey moved aside to let Kaiba pass.
His guardian set the metal briefcase on the table. “I convinced your teachers to assign you extra credit so you would have the opportunity to improve your scores this term.”
“Oh.” Great. More work. Jou was less than enthusiastic.
“You will have this entire week to get caught up before I expect you to start working for me and I expect you to keep up with your current assignments as well.” Kaiba continued.
“Um.” Okay, whose bright idea was it to chose Kaiba for his guardian?
“My chauffer, Andre, will let you know what will be expected of you as my driver Friday evening. On Saturday, you will work with Philip, the landscaper. On Sunday, if your schoolwork is completely caught up and I find it satisfactory, you may do as you wish.”
“That’s really generous, Kaiba.” Joey said shakily feeling like he should bow down on his hands and knees, kiss Kaiba’s boots and praise him for the kind and benevolent master he was most definitely not.
“No.” Kaiba said irritably. “This is generous.” He handed Joey a debit card. “$2,000 will be deposited into your account on the first of each month. It is up to you to manage that money wisely. You have $2,000 available to you now.”
Joey stared at the piece of plastic in shock. “Thanks, Kaiba. I’ll pay you back, for this and everything else somehow. I promise.”
Kaiba snorted. “You’ll earn it. Now sit down.” He pointed to the chair in front of the computer desk. “Your login name is Puppy.”
“No way!” Joey protested.
“Do you need me to spell it for you?” Kaiba smirked.
“Grrr…”
“Your password is Kaiba Corp. Once you’ve logged in you may reset it to whatever you wish, just don’t forget it.”
“Oh, I won’t.” Jou grinned suddenly feeling evil. “Uh, could you turn your back or something?”
Kaiba looked perturbed, but turned around so Joey could type in his password. Didn’t the mutt realize he could retrieve it if he wanted to? He was the network administrator after all.
Jou typed in Kaibas*crush for his password wondering how long the brilliant CEO would wait until his curiosity got the best of him and he retrieved the password. He wondered what Kaiba would do once he found out what it was or if he would do anything. “Okay.”
Kaiba came back. “Now this is how this works…”
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Three hours later, Joey had a new profound respect for the brain in Seto Kaiba’s skull. Sure, he was a jerk, but what an amazing jerk. Kaiba’s tutorial program was, well, ingenious. It was fun and educational and could easily become addicting. Kaiba had incorporated duel monsters into the program giving it the feel of a video game while at the same time walking the user through whatever problem he faced step by step and yet did not freely give solutions away. Just like a duel, you had to plan your attack and defense and decide on the best move to make. Somehow it made everything so much easier to understand.
Seto stopped typing on his laptop. He had brought it to the apartment in his briefcase. “I want to see what you’ve got done.”
Joey took his work to Kaiba. “You designed that program for Mokuba didn’t you?”
“Yes.” Kaiba answered without looking up from Joey’s papers.
“Why haven’t you commercially marketed it? It’s really, really amazing.”
“The market isn’t large enough to make it a viable product.” Seto recited as though he were quoting from a business manual.
Jou took the statement apart, translated it, and put it back together. Kaiba had tried to market the program, but his board of directors vetoed it. “Well, what do a roomful of stuffy businessmen know anyway?”
Kaiba smiled wryly. “You know, Pup, you’re smarter than you look. These are good.”
Only Kaiba would wrap an insult around a compliment. Mr. Ice handed him back his papers, closed his laptop and stood to go.
“That’s it? You’re leaving?”
“I thought you might want to try out your debit card. Be back by 9 p.m. No excuses. You can take the Mustang.”
“Wow! Thanks!” Joey could barely keep himself from jumping up and down like a hyper kid on Christmas morning. He might just survive this after all.
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