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In The Name Of Love	By : Rroselavy Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 15410 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: In The Name Of Love (18/25)

Author: Rroselavy

Rating: NC-17

Pairing(s): Jou/Ryou (briefly), Malik/Ryou, Kaiba/Jou, Mokuba/Shizuka, Yami/Yugi, Honda/Otogi

Beta: Akuchan

Spoilers: None, AU

Disclaimer: I do not own or profit in any way from Yu-gi-oh!

Summary: For eight years he has scrupulously avoided the brunet, but now with the impending marriage of their siblings, Jounouchi Katsuya and Kaiba Seto are forced to come to terms with the feelings they've secreted away since adolescence.
A/N: A very special thanks to the anonymous reader who alerted me to a plagiary of this fic and to the mods at AFF.net for removing the offending work. Also thanks to all who reviewed Chapter 17: Anna, Luca, EscaGirlUK, kitcattcassy and Sunshine and Shadows and those that were lost when the site crashed. Your comments are much appreciated!

CHAPTER 18

He'd forgotten how much his friends meant to the blond, Kaiba thought sourly. Jou had told him that it had been a while since the old gang had gathered together, mostly in deference to his hurt feelings after he and Ryou had split, but they'd easily fallen back into the patterns of light-hearted kidding that had permeated their high school clique. It all came back to Kaiba as he observed them interacting, and with it came the isolating feelings of being the loner, the outsider, even though in the past he'd met their overtures of friendship with open derision. He'd never believed that friends were all that important, but the past few months he'd spent with Jounouchi had lead him to re-think that viewpoint. In fact, since he and Jou had become friends he'd been more open to entertaining friendships with Yugi and Yami, and the four of them had gone to dinner several times as their hectic schedules allowed.

Outwardly, he'd maintained that the time spent with the other couple had been tolerable at best, but inwardly, he'd found himself looking forward to going out with people with whom he felt that he could relax in front of. Both Yami and Yugi accepted him for who he was-actually seemed to genuinely enjoy his company-and while he hated to admit it, he'd found that comforting. Somehow though, he sensed that Jounouchi could see right through his carefully crafted fa�ade of indifference. The blond, for his part, never pressured him into expanding their social circle, choosing instead to hang out with Honda or Yugi on nights when Kaiba worked late or attended business functions.

What he hadn't been prepared for was the flash of jealousy that had possessed him when Ryou wrapped himself around Jounouchi in greeting. Nor had he found any relief in the face of Malik's obvious discomfort at Ryou's overfriendliness, though Jounouchi's stiffened reserve did help assuage his envy somewhat. He still felt murderous intentions toward the Englishman though for several moments after the blond had wriggled out of Ryou's death-like grasp. If he hadn't felt so possessive over Jounouchi, he'd have probably found it amusing in the same way that Honda and Otogi had. The both barely contained snickers at the tableau that Jou's uncomfortableness presented; under other circumstances Kaiba would have found it comical. He was an astute observer of body language, and he could tell that something was amiss between Ryou and Malik, and he was determined to protect his claim to Jounouchi. He wasn't about to let Ryou fuck up months of pursuit. But he was loath to make any kind of a scene, to exhibit any weakness in front of Jounouchi's friends and his old rivals.

Instead, he repaired to the futon alone to lick his wounds. He closed his eyes and listened to the cheerful conversation and laughter that drifted in through the open door. The strains of some popular love song that he couldn't name filtered through, he grimaced at its treacly message. He shouldn't have come, he thought bitterly. He should just beg off gracefully and go home. He'd never fit in with Jounouchi's group of friends, and listening to their reminiscences about the past, all pointedly circumventing any of his twisted behavior only hammered home how much of an outsider he would always be. At least they were being polite, though. Besides Ryou's transgression, it could have been a lot worse.

He felt someone straddle him and opened his eyes to Jounouchi's amber ones, brimming with concern.

"I know ya'd rather be somewhere-anywhere else." The blond said and then kissed him. He let his lips part and Jounouchi eagerly accepted his invitation. All thoughts of leaving fled as he reciprocated, hungrily devouring the taste of his lover, his body thrumming in an electrifying response. He wrapped his arms around Jou and pulled him into his lap. Their tongues wrestled for a few moments before the blond reluctantly pulled away. "But I'm glad you came back. And I promise to make it up to you tonight." He purred. He traced his fingertips along the brunet's jaw, thumb tracing his elegant cheekbone.

A small grin graced the brunet's face and he quirked an eyebrow as he thought of the possibilities of their own private party after Shizuka and Mokuba's had wound down. He felt his cock stiffen underneath Jou's ass, and Jou purposely ground against the hardness, eliciting a soft sigh from him.

"That's more like it." The blond whispered. "I promised ya you'd be thinking about me all day. I'm a man of my word."

He sighed and shook his head. "I don't belong here."

"What're you talking about? This is your brother's engagement party!" Jou looked at Kaiba in surprise.

"Those people are ~not~ my friends." He continued. "They all have every right to hate me for the way I've treated them. In fact I can't understand why you don't hate me."

"Don't be ridiculous! You were a kid! I thought you'd gotten over that when you hired Yugi ta work for you." Jou leaned his forehead on the brunet's. Y'know, we've all done things we weren't proud of. Myself included." He added sheepishly. "I'm sure you could rattle off a whole laundry list of 'stupid things Jounouchi did.'" He smiled then. "And as for me hating you? Gah! For a genius ya sure are thick sometimes. If we'd been honest with each other years ago ... who knows where we'd be now." He gazed searchingly into the brunet's eyes before Kaiba pulled him into a blistering kiss.

"I'd like to think we'd still be right here," Kaiba whispered hoarsely when they separated for air.

"So would I-"

"Is everything all right in here?" Ryou's voice called from the kitchen door. Kaiba noticed anger flash in Jounouchi's eyes before he steeled himself and gazed over the brunet's shoulder and answered.

"Yes, everything's just fine, Ryou. Yah need somethin'?"

"Y-yes, I'm just going to grab a couple of beers, if that's okay."

"Be my guest." Jounouchi didn't wait for a reply. Instead he ravished Kaiba's mouth. Under any other circumstances the brunet would have been royally pissed to be used in such a manner, but after Ryou's little display earlier, he felt strangely satisfied listening to the other man bustle about hurriedly in the kitchen while he and Jounouchi were engaged in a heated embrace. He slid his hands through Jou's silky hair and worked his tongue and teeth along his neck, pleased at the blond's throaty growl. Dimly, he heard Ryou retreat, but he was too caught up in the moment to make mention of it, so thoroughly was he enjoying the blond's undivided attention. He nipped playfully at Jounouchi's lips, and catching the plump lower one between his teeth, he tugged at it gently.

Jou pulled away suddenly as Ryou called out again. "I'm sorry, I forgot the bottle opener." He leaned his head against Kaiba's shoulder.

"I dunno what the fuck his problem is." The blond said in exasperation when his ex finally went back outside after rummaging through a drawer for the opener.

"Buyer's remorse." Kaiba murmured distractedly.

"What?" Jou asked, momentarily confused by the expression.

Kaiba repeated, "Buyer's remorse. Maybe he's having second thoughts about the choices he's made. I would be."

Jou smiled. "Well I'm not. As a matter of fact I should be thanking him. Maybe I'll send him some flowers or somethin' tomorrow. But right now, I've a party to get back to hosting, even if that means I've got to drag you kicking and screaming out there. Seriously love, no one's holding your past against you. 'Those people' out there are probably the only people who don't care how much money you have. They accept you for who you are. 'Sides," he whispered conspiratorially, "I wanna make sure Ryou knows exactly what he's lost, and has not a chance of getting back."

"I never knew you to be so vindictive, Katsuya."

"Yeah, well you never broke my heart."

"I'll bear that in mind if I ever do."

Jou smiled at his lover. "You couldn't break it if you tried. Not that I want you to-try, that is."

Kaiba smiled back. "No worries there." He brushed his lips against Jou's, then added, "And anyone else who tries to will have to deal with me."

Jounouchi regarded him for a moment, and then laughed. "Hold on there, big guy, I can take care of myself, y'know." He took Kaiba's hand in his. "But I do need someone to help me take care of hosting this party. So whaddya say, can ya give me a hand, or is food service below the great Kaiba Seto."

"I think I can handle that," the brunet replied as Jou pulled him up into a standing position. "Just tell me what you need."

Kaiba soon found that working side-by-side with Jou distracted him enough to keep the troubling thoughts that he was plagued with at bay. Keeping busy in that way, allowed him to slip through the group purposefully, and after a while he found he was comfortable enough to join in some of the conversations. And for the first time, as he observed how evidently in love with Shizuka his brother was, Kaiba noticed that his heart didn't contract. In fact, as he gazed over at Jounouchi, who was expertly manning the grill while playfully swatting at Honda, who'd determined that his kibitzing would speed things along, Kaiba understood that his feelings for the blond existed on a different plane than his love for Mokuba. Suddenly he could visualize a future that included him in Mokuba's life, rather than him left behind wallowing in his own tormented past.

He made his way over to Jounouchi and Honda, catching the tail end of their conversation.

"So, you are going to get custody of Aiko, right?"

"Yeah, eventually. They're just bein' thorough with my background check, I guess. Good thing we were minors when we ran wild, ne?"

"No kidding bro, or you and I would both be up shit's creek!" Honda chortled.

Kaiba slid in between them, wrapping his arm around the blond's waist.

"So when am I going to meet her?" He asked softly, resting his head on his lover's shoulder. He felt Jou's body stiffen in his embrace.

"Ummm ... who, Aiko? Soon, I guess." Jounouchi slid the chickens he'd been grilling onto a cutting board and slipped out of Kaiba's embrace.

"You really think anyone's going to eat that Jou?" Yugi asked. "You've already stuffed us with shrimp, pulled pork, potato salad-"

"Cole slaw, corn on the cob ..." Otogi added. "Enough to feed a fucking army."

"Fine, I'll just put it away then."

"Oh no you won't," Honda threatened. "Not until after you lemme have a piece."

"Careful, or you'll lose your girlish figure," Otogi looped his fingers through Honda's pants and pulled him away from Jou.

"I can think of some exercise that will work off those extra calories." Honda murmured, pressing his body against his lover. He captured Otogi in a torrid kiss, and the green-eyed man boldly groped the brunet's ass.

"You two need ta get a room!" Jou said in mock admonishment.

"Hmmf." Honda shot back. "A little birdie told me a certain blond was going at it hot and heavy with a certain CEO earlier today."

"Well at least we had the decency to go off by ourselves!" Jou stuttered, blushing profusely. He cast a glare towards Ryou, who stared back wide-eyed. He shook his head, wordlessly protesting his innocence.

"Mokuba." Kaiba hissed under his breath.

Jou turned and his raven-haired friend burst out in giggles. "I couldn't help it, I'm just too happy for you two!" Mokuba confessed. "I saw you right before Ryou went in to get his drinks, and I had to tell someone-"

"Someone? How 'bout ~everyone~" Jou retorted.

"Well it's not like it was a big secret, Jou. ~Everyone~ in Japan already believed you guys were an item," Shizuka defended.

"That's nice, sis, take ~his~ side." Jounouchi grinned. Then his face darkened, and he turned to Kaiba and asked softly. "So, are we ... official?"

"What do you think?" Kaiba responded. Before Jou could answer, he covered the blond's lips with his own and kissed him passionately. Amidst the raucous cheers, Honda grabbed the cutting board that threatened to fall to the ground and brought the chicken inside. Jou laced his now-freed hands at Kaiba's nape and pressed against him, oblivious to all around.

"Erm ... did someone say something about a room?" Otogi asked laconically, setting off a wave of appreciative snickers.

Kaiba pulled away from his lover and as Jou groaned softly he whispered, "Time enough for that later ... let's move this thing along."

"'Kay, I believe I have some chicken to serve."

Malik followed him into the kitchen.

"I need to talk to you," the Egyptian said.

"I don't think we have too much to say to each other."

"Oh, still carrying a grudge, Jounouchi? I would think that Kaiba is a far better prize than Ryou." The lavender-eyed man sneered.

"He is," Jou agreed smugly. "So whaddya want?" He reached for his cleaver and began to chop the chicken into serving-sized pieces, far more forcefully than necessary, smiling to himself when Malik flinched.

"Has Ryou been talking to you?" Malik asked after a moment.

"If he were, why would I tell you?" Jou asked angrily. "You didn't give me that courtesy."

"Because you're far more decent than me." Malik answered flippantly.

Jounouchi sized up the other blond, somehow sensing fear behind the defiant front he was putting up.

"No, he hasn't." He heard an audible sigh of relief. "And if he did come to talk to me, I'd tell him to find someone else's shoulder to cry on."

"Why is he so unhappy?" Malik asked aloud to himself.

Jou shrugged. "Look Malik, maybe it has nothing to do with you or me. Maybe it's not in his nature to be happy, or monogamous for that matter."

"Oh? Why do you say that Jounouchi?"

"He left you and then left me to go back to you."

"You gave him the boot. Maybe he didn't want to leave."

Jounouchi snorted. "So what do you want from me? To tell you I don't want him back? I think I've made that clear from the start. One thing though, if you lay a hand on him, I ~will~ come after you."

"That's done with, Jounouchi. We were going through a rough time and I wasn't dealing with it well. I promised him I'd never hurt him again, and I've kept it. But he presses all my buttons, it's as if he wants me to. Maybe we need couples therapy." Jou turned to see Kaiba standing quietly in the doorway.

"Honestly, that wouldn't be a bad idea. But right now, if you don't mind, I've got a party to get back to." He stopped in front of Kaiba. "Are you okay?"

The brunet nodded and smirked, looking past him at Malik. "One down one to go." He said to no one in particular.

Later, Kaiba watched Ryou trail Jou into the kitchen when he went to brew the coffee and tea. When neither appeared after a few minutes, he made his way surreptitiously to the stairs. There he could eavesdrop on their animated conversation.

"Jou I only asked you if you were happy!"

"Several times, and I told you that I was, case closed."

"Don't you even care if I am?"

"Of course I care, as a ~friend~. But I think you're looking for more, and I don't know how I can be clearer, so I'll spell it out once more." Jounouchi said with exaggerated patience. "I'm with Kaiba, and I'm very happy. You're with Malik, and if you aren't happy, then do something about it, but that something ain't gonna involve me."

"Malik wants us to see someone about our problems. I thought-"

"You thought what? That someone should be me?"

"No, of course not! I just thought you'd-you should know."

"Well now I know. I'm glad you guys are going to work it out." Jou dismissed him as the teakettle whistled. Ryou stood there for a few moments while Jounouchi pointedly ignored him, before brushing past Kaiba on his way down the stairs. Once Ryou had settled next to his lover, the brunet took the opportunity to capture the blond in a hug.

"How much of that did you hear?" Jou asked as he melted against him.

"Enough." Kaiba kissed his neck. "Enough to know you're very happy." He smiled against the pulse he felt against his lips.

* * *

Mokuba and Shizuka were the last to leave. It took about fifteen minutes for the four of them to fit all the gifts into the back of the limo, Jounouchi noting with some trepidation the sexual nature of most of them. Even Yugi and Yami had bought Shizuka a sexy outfit especially for her wedding night.

Yami had murmured apologetically, "Aiko is going to need some cousins, ne? Besides, Shizuka asked Yugi to make sure I brought her back something from my trip to New York. I asked Anzu to help me pick something out that Shizuka would like." His little sister had grown up, Jou sighed, wondering, yet knowing full well he didn't want to know the answer to whether or not she was still a virgin.

After they'd loaded all the gifts, Shizuka had insisted that she and Mokuba stay and help with the cleanup. Jounouchi swore that they were delaying their exit just to spite him, to keep him from jumping all over Kaiba.

"Really, I can clean up my own apartment, sis. Please, just go."

"No, oni-chan, I insist that we help clean up. You've been more than generous to us, it's the least we can do." She answered obliviously.

He looked to Mokuba for rescue. "Mokie, explain to Shizuka that it is not ~proper~ for the guests of honor to clean up." He glared at his young friend meaningfully.

He knew he was doomed by the angelic expression reflected back at him. "Jou, you know how Shizuka gets when she's made up her mind." He offered.

"Hn, don't think I'll forget about this." Jou said sourly.

"Mokuba," Kaiba intervened, "Why don't you help me outside?" I just got a call from Tanaka about a minor glitch in the computer system at Kaiba Corp. If we can come up with a quick fix, neither of us will need to go into the office tonight.

Jou washed the sink-full of dishes at a rapid clip while Shizuka put away the party leftovers.

"Jou, Mom's been asking about the adoption." Shizuka mentioned as she dried the dishes he'd washed.

"What did you tell her?" He asked, eyes narrowing. There was no way ~she~ was going to become Aiko's doting grandmother. Though, she probably wouldn't assume that role anyway he thought.

"Just that she needed to talk to you about it. You know she's against it."

"I don't care. It's not her decision to make now is it?" He replied through gritted teeth.

"No," Shizuka agreed. "I told her you were going to make a wonderful father. And now with Seto, you'll be a family!"

He felt a shiver of apprehension run up his spine. He'd never thought about sharing his parenting duties of Aiko with anyone, and Kaiba had never expressed more than mild interest in the little girl, that is until today. But they'd not been involved as anything more than friends before last night. He wondered how being in a relationship with Kaiba might change that.

"'Zuki. We just started, I wouldn't go planning our future just yet." They'd finished the dishes, and Jou noted with satisfaction that the apartment was in order. "Everything's done, why don't you and Mokie take off?"

"You don't think we'd make a good family?" Kaiba asked from the doorway.

"I didn't say that!" Jou said hurriedly. "I don't want to rush anything between us."

Kaiba grabbed him tightly. "Rush? What were you just saying before? We've a lot of lost time to make up for." He turned to Mokuba. "And speaking of lost time ... you heard Katsuya, it's time for you to leave." He smirked.

Shizuka giggled. "Okay, Kaiba-kun. We get the hint."

"Finally!" Jou said under his breath, earning him a swat from his younger sibling before she and Mokuba said their goodbyes.

Once they were finally alone, Kaiba pulled a bottle of Port from the satchel he'd brought with him.

"Mmmm. That's a great way to top off the evening," Jou said wearily while Kaiba poured them each a glass.

Kaiba eyed the blond thoughtfully. "Katsuya, I want to meet Aiko, after all she's going to be part of the family."

"Why are you pushing this all of a sudden?" Jou asked defensively.

"Why are you resisting it?" Kaiba countered.

"Because-because just last night you weren't sure that we had a future-"

"I also said last night that I loved you. Do you think I throw those words around lightly?"

Jou shook his head vigorously. "Neither do I!" He took a deep breath. "Look, I just want to take this slow-for you. I'm not going anywhere, I'm right where I want to be, but I don't want you to feel trapped. I thought that bringing Aiko into this would be too much. I don't want her to be confused or hurt either, if it doesn't work out between us."

"Regardless of what happens between us, she and I will be part of the same family," Kaiba said stiffly.

"Seto, don't be mad about this," He pulled the reluctant brunet into an embrace. They both stood, leaning together for a few moments. Jou could feel the tension leaving his lover's body. Suddenly, he didn't know why he'd been so apprehensive before about letting Kaiba meet Aiko. What he said made perfect sense. He rested his head against Kaiba's shoulder and whispered softly. "You're right. I want you to meet her, because I know you're going to love her as much as I do." They stood in quiet contemplation, Kaiba feeling more and more of Jou's weight slowly shifting against him.

"You must be exhausted, I think a bath and a backrub is in order."

"You offering?" Jou asked. The brunet nodded his head.

"Then I accept." He smiled impishly then. "Though I'm thinking I'd like a little more than a backrub. He trailed his fingers teasingly down Kaiba's bare forearm. "I was hoping you were planning to stay over again."

Kaiba pointed to the satchel. "This time I came prepared." He smirked as he grabbed Jounouchi. His tongue skimmed along the blond's lower lip before delving into the moist heat of his mouth. He tasted of the spicy port and chocolate, and Kaiba found it to be unbearably delicious. He pushed Jounouchi against the counter, pressing their bodies together tightly, relishing the hardness of the blond's groin pressing against his thigh. Happy that there was nothing, no one, left to disturb them.
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