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Black Chaos	By : DragonMistress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2501 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I make no money from this story and do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. I just own the plot or lack thereof.

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So the night is young, anyone wanna take a wild guess at what’s going to happen? Let’s check in with some other couples first. I don’t want you to think I forgot about them!
Song fic- “True Love” by Pink. It’s perfect.
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“Yugi?” the white haired teen asked curiously as he watched his friend begin his transformation for the evening. They had spent the afternoon together working on their project, and were thrilled to realize both loved Nine Inch Nails as well as Lady Gaga, English cuisine, and that both of them preferred summer above any season.
“Yes, Ryou?” the young King of Games was wrestling his unusual hair under a long black wig.
“Who do you think our yamis are going as, since we’re going as the young Kaiba brothers?” he asked, putting on his own blue contacts and adjusting his now short green hair. Yep, he was going as Noa Kaiba, and Yugi as Mokuba. They both new who would be Seto for tonight because he was paid to do it, and had decided to be his brothers to keep him company a long time ago. In fact, sometimes they forgot that the Seto was an act, because the other did it so well.
“Well Akefia always goes as Jonouchi, but with Atem you can never tell. He likes to switch it up. I think your yami likes puppyshipping night a little too much, to be honest,” Yugi told him and he put in his blue-grey contacts.
“He knows how uncomfortable it makes Jou, having to hit on himself, make out with himself, and degraded himself all the time. You know how he is, he has to get his kicks somewhere,” he said casually as he looked himself over in the mirror.
“But Jou does make such an excellent Seto, and tonight he says he has a new song. Says it’s ‘damn cheesy’ and we better be there to hear it. His wordchoice,” Yugi’s voice now sounded more like the young Mokuba’s, brimming with mischief and confidence. Just a short while the club had started paying him to be the permanent Mokuba, just like Jonouchi was the permanent Seto. Once there was a permanent, no one else was allowed to dress up as them. Yugi only worked on weekends, due to not wanting to interfere with school, but he knew Jou had to work other nights, since he was a singer and waiter for the club long before becoming the resident Seto Kaiba.
Ryou smiled. He was glad for this project that brought him and the young Yugi together. They were friends but rarely spent time alone, and he had always loved the light that danced in Yugi’s large amethyst eyes. He knew everyone pegged them both as innocent little things, but what he learned so far for the project showed that they were far from innocent. Yugi could even be described as a sex freak, having experimented with first Anzu, then Jou, a little Malik and Mariku, and of course the almighty Pharaoh. He said his favorite was always Jou, though, stating ‘he always gives as good as he gets.’ Ryou didn’t dare ask him what he meant by that, though he had a clue. Being with Akefia meant by default he had become exposed to bondage and such, especially during Battle City when the Ishtar was in the mist. He knew his yami got off on that kind of thing, but didn’t expect that he would too.
“Well lets go before we are late!” Ryou chirped, both of the young Hikaris holding hands as they disappeared into what would surely be a night of fun.
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“I don’t know man, the thought of Kaiba and Jou together makes me sick. Maybe we should go on a different night?” Honda warily said, facing the young dice master.
“Look, it’s just actors. We’ll be dressed up, too. Whoever does Seto is incredible, I’ve been there before to see it. I’ve had all I can take of this project for the day and I want to go out, get trashed, and blow off steam,” Ryuji sighed. He’d spent maybe thirty minutes trying to wear the thick skulled brunette down, and his patience was wearing thin. He wanted to try drag Honda out of that closet he was buried in and show him how perfectly acceptable it was to be gay.
“So, dice boy, who do we go as?” he finally asked hesitantly.
“I’m going as Varon. I love me some jeershipping, why don’t you go as me?” he asked, wondering if the other would go for that.
“Nah, I’m thinking Pegasus. The guys a nut, and I think it’d be fun to tease the shit outta whoever is playing the rich prick,” he said finally. Otogi smiled, and quickly dragged him into his oversized walk in closet to begin their transformations. Tonight was going to be a good time, and he was looking forward to it.
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Seto surveyed the club carefully, the place was massive and crowded. Not everyone was dressed up, but he was glad he was so no one would recognize him. Who knew what the tabloids would say. He didn’t see anyone dressed as himself floating around, though.
“Seto won’t be here until after midnight, so don’t bother looking for him,” Atem said as if reading his mind. They were at a small table located near a giant stage. He did see the young Kaiba brothers floating around, and wondered who was dressing up as his family. He also saw the real Mai, decked out in her usual excuse for clothing, boobs and ass popping out. She was talking to the real Jonouchi, whom he had spotted immediately. It surprised him the mutt worked here. He was smiled as he passed out drinks, merrily swatting away hands that tried to cop a feel, gracefully ducking away from lips that got too close. From what he gathered it was about time for the dog to preform, and vaguely wondered if he was a stripper.
He was still seething from their little spat, even more so now that it seemed the blonde wasn’t giving it a second thought. He thought that until he looked closer at the two conversing blondes. Katsuya was now frowning, and Mai looked at him sympathetically. She hugged him and rubbed his back and he noticed the young duelist was trying his best not to cry. They then broke apart, and Mai kissed the top of his head, whispering something that made the younger blonde blush. Figures that they were together, he thought bitterly. From the corner of his eye he saw Varon and Pegasus doppelgangers enter, and they were accosted by the Kaiba brothers and Mai.
“Duelists, before we release our favorite blonde puppy for the night, it’s time for him to perform a new song. He says it sucks, anyone want to hear it to be the judge?” the real Pegasus said smiling as Katsuya shuffled to the stage, a guitar draped around his body. The crowd went wild and he saw the blonde look up shyly and smile.
“Now, be a good boy and tell them what it’s about. I’m sure they’ll love it,” Pegasus encouraged as the blonde as he climbed up on a stool and tapped on the microphone, smiling nervously at Pegasus before the older man exited the stage.
“Okay, this isn’t angsty bullshit, it’s much worse. I wrote a fucking love song-“ he was stopped by random screams of joy.
“About who?” Akefia asked loudly, but he wasn’t the only one asking boy he was copying.
“Like I’d stroke his damn ego by telling, now, let me get this over with so I can get the hell out of dodge,” he growled. Seto was curiously. He hadn’t said ‘her’ ego, which meant that the younger duelist must be gay. Or bisexual. Maybe he and Mai were planning some sick kind of threesome. He shuddered at the thought. But he was more concerned about who his puppy was in love with, the fight now forgotten, replaced by an animalistic possessiveness that seemed to pop up all too often around Jonouchi.
The music started as Katsuya began strumming the guitar, and everyone fell quite as his song began.
“Sometimes I hate every stupid word you say. Sometimes I wanna slap you in your whole face-“
The crowd looked perplexed, Seto included. Someone he wanted to slap? Didn’t he say ‘love’ song?
“There’s no one quite like you. You push all my buttons down. I know my life would suck without you.”
Seto was also surprised how good the mutt’s voice sounded, but was still clueless as to who he could possibly be singing about.
“At the same time, I wanna hug you. I wanna wrap my arms around your neck. You’re an asshole, but I love you-“
Asshole? Wait….wasn’t that what Jou always called him? No. Fucking. Way.
“And you make me so mad I ask myself why I’m still here, or where could I go? You’re the only love I’ve ever known. But I hate you, I really hate you, so much I think it must be-
True love, true love. It must be true love. Nothing else can break my heart like true love, true love, it must be true love. No one else can break my heart like you.”
He saw the two Egyptians slide their gaze over to him as they reached the same conclusion. Katsuya Jonouchi was in love with Seto Kaiba. Seto didn’t know what to think, surely to god the dog didn’t mean him? But he WAS the only person Katsuya had ever claimed to hate on a regular basis. Kaiba quickly ordered another round of shots, ordering three just for himself.
“Just once try to wrap your little brain around my feelings. Just once please try not to be so mean. Repeat after me now R-O-M-A-N-C-E-E-E. Come on I'll say it slowly (Romance). You can do it baby.”
Romance was whispered like it a curse word, and to both the singer and the recipient, it truly was. The elder Kaiba’s mind wandered to that strange feeling that always accompanied being around the blonde. Was it truly a romantic feeling? It would make sense the always emotional Jou would pick up on it before him.
“At the same time, I wanna hug you. I wanna wrap my hands around your neck. You're an asshole but I love you. And you make me so mad I ask myself, why I'm still here, or where could I go? You're the only love I've ever known. But I hate you, I really hate you, So much, I think it must be-“
The chorus was repeated. At this point fangirls were screaming something along the lines of ‘puppyshipping ftw’ or whatever. Jou had his eyes tightly closed to avoid knowing gazes, and was thanking the gods above there was no way Seto was there right now. He would probably need to leave town and commit suicide if this ever got back to that CEO.
“I love you, I think it must be love, I love you.”
Singing it took every ounce of courage he had. He knew being in love was so hard? It was love right? Yes, he knew because he’d never felt it for anyone before. Such blinding want and need, all wrapped up nicely with contempt and envy.
Why do you rub me up the wrong way? Why do you say the things that you say? Sometimes I wonder how we ever came to be, but without you I'm incomplete.”
Now it was Seto’s time to ponder. Why was he suck a dick to Jonouchi? Usually he just ignored those he couldn’t stand, but he always sought the dog out to insult him every chance he got. And he knew he would also feel incomplete if the brown eyed boy would ever disappear from his life. Such feelings were completely foreign to him, and he was now irritated that the worthless dog managed to do this to him. For all he knew the song could be about Ryuji, that guy was an ass to Jonouchi.
“No one else can break my heart like you.”
The song ended, and clapping and cheering commenced. He had been musing so much he missed the last chorus, but not the last line. He thought of the dejected look in Jonouchi’s eyes earlier, the tears too proud to fall. He realized it was true, he was the only person who had ever brought the blonde to that state.
“Now that that shits over, you guys ready for me to dance like a slut before I head out?” he asked, clearly relieved to be done singing. He got screams in return and rolled his eyes.
“You guys are fucking perverts. I’ll go change, be back in a few!” he said as he hopped off the stage and disappeared behind a door.
“So, Priest? Did you enjoy your puppy’s little performance?” the Thief King asked with a shit eating grin on his face, making him look very much like who he was portraying.
“What a fucking idiot,” Kaiba said, neglecting to correct him for calling Jou ‘his puppy’. He was, obviously, so what was to correct.
“Wait until you see the dog’s next trick. Everyone calls it the Katsuya Delight. An audience member is selected and goes to the stage while Jou dances. If the person can make the whole song without having an orgasm, he or she is rewarded. No one knows what the reward is because it’s never happened before. And no, he doesn’t have sex with them. All clothes stay on,” Atem explained, seeing the question in his friend’s eye. This confused Kaiba greatly. How the hell did that work out? And at a club he owned. He knew letting Pegasus run it was a mistake. This had obviously became a place for duelists to enact sexual fantasies. He now knew puppyshipping probably had something to so with the blonde. Wasn’t shipping a couple’s thing? So who was this pairing?
“Fellow duelists, it is time to select the recipient of the Katsuya Delight. Any takers?” Pegasus asked smoothly, surveying the audience carefully. Of course everyone wanted to be on the receiving end. Except for whoever that was dressed up as Amelda. Hmm, he looked quite horrified and confused. He would do.
He looked at Yugi, who pulled off the perfect Mokuba, and directed him to the redhead. Yugi nodded and approached the table containing the three friends.
“Amelda, I’m here to take you to the stage, so please follow me,” Yugi said in Mokuba’s voice, pulling the buzzed CEO to his feet. Kaiba felt terrified. As much as he wanted to violate the blonde, this wasn’t he had in mind. He just hoped the blonde didn’t see through his disguise, and that he was the lucky person who didn’t orgasm in public. This was beyond humiliating, and he glared daggers at the Egyptians who were snickering as he was led up to the stage and forced into a chair as the Mokuba scampered away.
Suddenly a song he didn’t recognize began playing, and he felt a breath on his ear and a hand in his hair. He felt the need to punch whoever it was in the face for getting in his personal space.
“Don’t worry, I hate this just as much as you do. Just relax and it’ll be over soon,” he heard the blonde whisper in his ear, “I’m just doing my job, it’s nothing personal.” The voice pulled away and he opened his eyes, which he hadn’t even realized were closed. His vision was assaulted by a leather and lace clad Katsuya, who was moving to the beat with grace and allure. He was faced away, so there was nothing to really stare at but the ass that was clad in tight leather as Jou’s back arched this way and that to the beat. Suddenly that delectable ass was all up in his aura and grinding down in a teasing manner, never making contact enough to get one off, but enough to warrant attention. The back arched again and he saw the amber eyes smiling at him lazily, his mouth slightly parted as gazed back, his golden hair tickling his skin, the scent of sweet strawberries assaulting his senses. Seto realized that he had never been this turned on in his entire life, and now realized he wouldn’t make the entire song.
Katsuya shifted so that he was practically straddling the man beneath him, and continue to dance, touching and teasing with his body and traced over the pale exposed abdomen with his lightly tanned hands. This guy made a good Amelda, he’d give him that. Except he wasn’t skinny enough. The figure seemed like Seto’s, but he didn’t want to dwell on it too much. He decided to fantasize it was indeed Kaiba reacting to his touch, like he usually did. His lips ghosted over his pale counterpart’s, his tongue grazing the pink lips before darting away. He nipped at the ears before him, growling into the ear, a purr deep in his throat. He returned to the lips, kissing them fully as his body and hands continued their erotic dance or touching and teasing. Sometimes grazing the other man’s obviously painful arousal, most of the time not. Jou trailed his hand over the erection again, and when the other gasped, plunged his tongue into his mouth, purring into the other man as he completely ravaged his mouth. It was then he noticed the other’s lips had been split under his makeup and that meant in fact he was violating his dark desire, remembering fondly how he had split the lip himself.
That also meant Seto Kaiba would bear witness the fangirl’s fantasy that is puppyshipping when he returned later in full disguise to duel and mess around with Akefia, who had been hired on to play himself. It was something awful making out with someone that looked like you, and he was just glad Atem wasn’t the jealous type. Hell, whoever he was dressed up as usually tried to join in. It was bad enough insulting himself and dueling with Kaiba’s dragon obsessed deck when he knew his own deck was no match. Akefia had beat him once though, the first time they dueled because he had no idea how to use Kaiba’s deck. After that, though, he whopped himself everytime. He pulled away from Seto’s mouth to explore his magnificent neck with his breathe, tongue, teeth, and lips. The song would be over soon, but it didn’t matter, the other was on the verge of his orgasm. He actually felt turned on himself, and let the other know by grinding his own hardness harshly into the other’s, once again growling in his throat as he did so, nipping at his neck.
Kaiba couldn’t even think. All he felt was pleasure and a desperate need to get off. He never knew one could gain such satisfaction without taking clothes off. He wasn’t even being given so much as a hand job and he was about to orgasm. Where the fuck did the dog learn to do that? Then way his lithe body and dancing hands moved was in perfect sync to the music. The song completely sucked, what the fuck was a bad romance anyway, but all he could focus on were the sensations the other was drawing from his body. Suddenly the mouth at his neck was at his ear again, and he had no idea how much longer he could hold on.
“Come,” the voice in his ear was the single hottest thing he ever heard, and his body reacted by following the order. So with a drawn out groan he came with more satisfaction then he’d ever experienced. He noticed the song was still going, but that it stopped shortly after. So Katsuya had won. His glassy eyes took in the smirk on the blonde’s face before the other approached the microphone.
“Well there you go you fucking perverts, I gotta go. Peace out,” he waved before turning back to Seto and holding out his hand to help him up. Seto cautiously took the hand and allowed himself to be pulled off the stage. Jou shot him a sad look before disappearing behind a door. He approached his table and noticed the gleeful grins on his friend’s faces.
“Not even you can resist. I think he could make a corpse orgasm,” Akefia said seriously. Seto responded by taking a shot, feeling himself come off the natural high slowly. He observed Noa and Kaiba viciously making out in a corner and was vaguely disturbed. The Pegasus wannabe and Varon walked past their table before setting down with their drinks at the one beside them. The Pegasus looked highly angry, and he guess Jou’s little performance had given him quite a shock. The Varon looked like he was listening to whatever the other was saying. He decided to be nosy and listen in their conversation.
“You don’t understand Otogi, he said he didn’t do that shit anymore! What the fuck is my best friend doing up on a stage getting some jackass off? He said he didn’t do that anymore!” the Pegasus seethed, and recognized the voice. That was Jonouchi’s best bud Hiroto Honda. And obviously Varon was one Ryuji Otogi.
“You mean he’s done this before?” Otogi asked.
“Yeah back when he was in the gang. It was either get them off that way of become their bitch. He would do that and they left him alone, not kicking his ass or raping him. It got him pretty far until he was finally so sick of it that he left. The boss wanted to go all the way with him and he wasn’t having it so he kicked all their asses and left. He said he refused to be a piece of ass, and besides by then he had been arrested for selling on the street and decided to try and go straight. Then he met Yugi and he never looked back. He never talks about it, so I don’t see why he is willingly doing his little trick when he despised it so much in the past. Something isn’t right, Ryuji,” Honda explained, and Otogi frowned.
“You’re right about that, Jou is always trying to prove himself. I don’t see why he would willingly degrade himself like this. He’s got so much pride, you know?” his now blue eyes glanced at his companion. The brown eyed man nodded. Seto just kept listening. So it was a gang trick? Obviously whoever hired him must have knew about his gang days. He never knew the other was arrested, though. He always heard Jou chatting to his friends about some college in America he was going to try and get into. How did he expect to go to college and ever get a job if he had a record? Then it made sense suddenly, and he realized with a sickening dread that Pegasus must be behind this. Pegasus must have gotten rid of his record and in exchange Jou would work for him. He was familiar with blackmail, being a business man.
“I bet the rich bastard has something to do with this. This is owned by Kiaba Corp after all. He always goes out of his way to make Jou feel like shit. I hate the guy,” Honda said.
“No, Pegasus runs the place. I doubt Kaiba’s never even been here. It was supposed to be a straight up dueling club from what I hear. Pegasus is the one who came up with the pairings nights and live entertainment, turning it into a fangirl’s paradise. He knew what would be successful, as always. Guys got a good head for business, and appealing to fanbase of putting duelists together was a smart move. It’s never been done before, and it’s turned out great. This place is rolling in more dough than it ever would have it stuck to Kaiba’s plan,” Ryuji explained. Honda nodded, then grinned.
“So, how do you think the bastard would react to puppyshipping night? I’d like to see the look on his face if he was here,” he grinned more and stifled a laugh.
“I’m surprised they aren’t fucking each other in real life, to be honest. As much as I would love to get in Jou’s pants, I have a suspicion that Kaiba will be the one that ends up there. Why do you think the pairing works so well? I watch their little fights, and do you know they both get a hard on? They want to fuck each other so much it’s pathetic, and they’re both too stubborn and proud to make the first move. They’re both being cowards covering up whatever they ARE feeling by constantly insulting each other. It’s childish,” the dice master explained to a cringing Honda.
“Look, it’s hard enough to accept Jou’s bisexual, so please keep images of him and Kaiba fucking out of my head. I know that’s the whole point of puppyshipping, but it still disturbs me,” Hiroto said flatly, secretly thinking it’d probably be damn hot if the two ever hooked up, but there was no way in hell he would ever admit to that out loud.
“Well whoever plays Seto here is spectacular as is the Katsuya. Sometimes they let people in on it. I think Mai is planning on crashing the party tonight. I want to see how that plays out, since we all know Kaiba has never had anything to do with her. At least in real life Jou and Mai hooked up,” the now brunette ordered himself a perfectly fruity drink, unaware the mentioned Kaiba had been listening intently. Well, he now knew what puppyshipping was. He should’ve known rabid fangirls would fantasize about all the top ranked duelist being secret sex fiends and hooking up. Why was yaoi so damned popular? Maybe Pegasus should make some man on man cards to mollify their burning perversions.
And it was true, he usually got an immense erection after his and the dogs little spats, especially the ones that turned physical. It embarrassed the hell out of him that someone else noticed, but was glad he wasn’t the only one with the problem. He decided at that moment to make the dog his by any means necessary.
“Are you ready for tonight’s duel? If so, head into the next room to witness the passion that is Katsuya Jonouchi taking on the infamous Seto Kaiba!” Pegasus announced suddenly, ripping himself from his thoughts. It was then he noticed Akefia was nowhere to be seen and Atem was leading him into an enormous room that had a dueling area set up. At one end was Akefia, yelling loudly at the person who was across the arena from him, and Seto took a breath at what he saw. It was a perfectly executed Seto Kaiba.
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Don’t worry, I won’t spend time on duel strategies. Too much of a headache to look up and execute correctly. Review please!
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