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Not Another Halloween Story	By : DragonMistress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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An update on Halloween for a Halloween story! Does my timing rock or what? Song mentioned is “22” by Taylor Swift. You can shoot me for that. I am ashamed of myself.
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The weekend dragged on and on for Jonouchi. Images of the mystery ‘blue-eyes’ played over and over again in his head. And with each passing thought he grew more convinced he knew who that guy was. It had to be Kaiba! Who else had such damn blue eyes? It just didn’t make any sense though because: A) Kaiba doesn’t go to parties, B) Kaiba doesn’t dirty dance, and C) no way in hell is Kaiba Seto a bottom. Just no fucking way, Jonouchi decided. The guy screamed control freak. He probably used those handcuffs and tethers and whips in that room to enact what was obviously his ‘master’ fetish. And yes, Jonouchi considered the whole ‘master’ ‘mutt’ thing to be a sick sort of sexual fetish for the elder Kaiba. It had to be. Why else did he insist on doing it? Then there was that whole dog-costume nightmare Jou had experienced during Duelist Kingdom. He still shuddered at that thought. Especially when over time the dream no longer consisted of a dog suit but instead him just wearing a collar and….well, he wasn’t going to go there.
But he would like to mention he wasn’t the one wearing the collar.
ANYWAYS….
With that disturbing thought out of his head, Jou decided to get ready for school. He was running late – on purpose. He loved getting detention in his first period class, music. The teacher always left the room and he would screw around on the instruments until he got bored and left. It was his own personal concert, and usually Yugi or Honda would earn a detention too just to watch him ‘preform’.
“Dad I’m running late so I’ll probably get detention again. Be back eventually!” he exclaimed as he sauntered out the door, thoughts replaying images of the writhing, moaning, ecstasy that was his mystery blue eyes. He would do anything to have sex that incredible again. Never before had any of his partners been so responsive, and none had turned him quite the way the boy in the Skull Dice outfit did, the black mask making those dazzling blue eyes pop out even more by contrast. He had a whole new appreciation for that particular card in his deck now. Going as Kaibaman had been brilliant. Not a single soul had recognized him. Actually, at some points of the evening some of his very much taken friends had put moves on him. He had danced with them but always slipped away. Anonymous didn’t include people he knew, and he wasn’t sure how open he was to the idea of a three-way anyhow.
“Hey Yug!” he chirped when he saw his vertically challenged best friend waiting for him at the corner outside the Kame Game Shop. He had texted Yugi and asked him to be late with him so they could have detention together, and Yugi had happily agreed, wanting details on Jonouchi’s Halloween weekend. Not to mention Jonouchi had downloaded a couple of new songs per his sister’s wishes, which meant Yugi would get a free show of Jou’s hidden talent. He had a musical gift and a knack for dance that not very many people knew about. Mostly he and Honda, and Anzu had heard him sing once but that was about it. They had all encouraged their loud friend to consider a future in it, but he seemed on the fence about it. But considering his grades were on the rise, going to college to pursue a music degree seemed within Jou’s reach and he was considering going for it. Jou had never told anyone but he wanted to be a high school band director eventually.
“Jonouchi-kun! Good morning! How was your weekend?” the purple-eyed boy asked his best friend as they made their way towards Domino High.
“Eh, same shit different day,” he answered neutrally, not wanting to admit he in fact attended Kaiba’s Halloween bash. Much less that he hooked up with someone that had given him way too many fantasies about Kaiba. His sheets had been washed more than once over the weekend….
“What did you do Halloween?” he asked, trying to pry the answer from his always elusively-answering friend.
“Dressed up, got drunk, got laid,” he wasn’t lying, just not telling the whole truth.
“At Kaiba’s party?” Yugi inquired, though he was sure he hadn’t seen Jou there. Yami had hit on a blonde, but he was sure it wasn’t his goofy best friend. That would be awkward to say the least.
“As if I’d go to the rich pig’s party,” he snorted in reply, his typical ‘I’m speaking and/or thinking about Kaiba’ scowl crossing his face, “What’d you and Yami dress up as?” he asked, deciding now was a good time for a topic change.
“He was a Pharaoh and I was his slave. Not very creative, but it satisfied his gold fetish and it kept me from getting hit on,” Yugi explained. In all reality, he had hated their costumes, thinking they were entirely too cliché. By this time they had reached the school and casually strolled into their first period class.
“Jonouchi-san, Yugi-san, you are both very late! Detention for you both!” the sensei exclaimed, handing them both a pink slip for being tardy. The two exchanged secret smiles before taking their seats. Jonouchi didn’t share this class with Kaiba, so the awkward moment when he would finally be face-to-face with the subject of his increasingly embarrassing and erotic fantasies was put off. But after that one (well, maybe more than one) involving a dog collar, handcuffs, and various uses of the word ‘master’, he didn’t know if he could look the guy in the face.
First period passed without incident, just the normal note-passing between Yugi, Honda, and Jou as they ignored the teacher for the most part, only occasionally taking notes. It was second period Jonouchi dreaded, because it was English. His dad was American and only spoke English at the house, so it wasn’t the class that was the problem. It was who sat beside him. Yep, he sat right next to Kaiba. He prayed to whatever being was in the sky he could that Kaiba ignored him today. If he said one dog and master comment Jou thought he would probably lose it. Why was sleeping with one guy at a party fucking with his head like this? Did he seriously want to bang Kaiba’s brains out? ‘Oh hell yes!’ his mind answered before he could stop it. He entered the classroom with these thoughts in his head, shaking his head vigorously in an effort to rid images of Kaiba naked in compromising positions out of his head. If he didn’t stop his train of thoughts soon he was going to be sitting through English with a boner, and that was never a good thing.
“Looks like your master needs to keep you on a leash, you look lost puppy,” Jou flinched as Kaiba said something he did NOT want to hear. ‘Why, why, why!? Why am I getting a hard on for HIM?’ he thought desperately as the images he was trying so hard to ignore and forget came slamming back at full force. He felt himself blush, and diverted his gaze to the floor as he shifted in his seat to relieve the pressure in his rapidly getting too tight pants. If there was a hole in the ground, he would have gladly buried himself and stayed there.
“Cat got your tongue, mutt?” that sinister, sexy voice asked. ‘Since when is his voice sexy?’ Jou thought to himself.
“Not in the mood, rich pig,” he snapped, not meeting the intense blue gaze he could feel burning a hole in his head. But oh, he was in the mood. Just not for trading insults. He was thankful to a higher deity that the desk hid his not so little problem. The last thing he wanted was for egomaniac Kaiba to know he had a hard on for him. If he survived Kaiba murdering him for it, he would most certainly never live it down.
“Oh, but I think you are,” he could tell from the tone of voice that the brunet was smirking. He unintentionally widened his eyes and met Kaiba’s taunting gaze, instantly regretting it. His eyes were so endlessly azure, a never ending chasm of sapphire framed by thick, long black lashes set in a perfect almond shape, contrasted splendidly against creamy, luminescent pale skin and that luscious mahogany hair that skimmed them so delicately. So. Damn. Beautiful. He couldn’t for the life of him look away. Getting lost in someone else’s eyes and thinking so descriptively about them seemed like some shit straight out of sister’s romance novels, but it was happening to him. But the moment was broken with the teacher screeching that class was beginning, and Jonouchi felt immensely relieved. And super gay. What guy gets all fluttery and weak kneed just from looking a rival in the eye? He could tell this was going to be a long ass day.
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The weekend went by normally for Kaiba. He worked, pacified Mokuba’s demands to the best of his abilities, and did some more work. No employees were fired in the process, so he considered his weekend a success. Even if he was sore as hell from his Halloween rendezvous and had issues sitting, standing, and walking. His thoughts were often interrupted to replay the scene over and over; the other’s playful smirk, his flippant attitude, his glistening golden hair, so much like the puppy’s. It was a habit he had gotten into, calling Jou the much more pet-name appropriate puppy versus the more insulting mutt. He couldn’t help it if the other reminded him of a Golden Retriever puppy with his shaggy blonde hair, warm and wide dark amber eyes, endearing dopey smile and playful attitude. It was a habit he wished to break. And of course, thinking of how the anonymous man had Jou’s hair had inadvertently caused him to concoct images of Jou doing those sorts of things to him – and that was unacceptable. Of all people in the world he did not want to have sexual thoughts about Jonouchi. But he was, and he knew he needed to act as normal as possible lest people suspect his Jonouchi-affliction.
When second period had begun he could tell Jonouchi was actively avoiding looking in his direction, which was strange. He usually got at least a minor eye-roll or exasperated sigh from the puppy. He didn’t know exactly what he said, but the blush and jaw clench let him know he had something that disturbed the blonde. It wasn’t anything out of the ordinary, was it? Also, there was no snarky reply nor growl of defiance at said comment. That was also strange. So, he asked a smart-ass question and got his expected snap, but Jonouchi was still actively avoiding looking at him and shifting uncomfortably in his seat. He knew what he said next was open for interpretation, but the snapping of Jonouchi’s head to meet his gaze gave him the eye contact he was seeking. Jonouchi looked horrified, and was still blushing. His expression then looked rather dazed as he didn’t look away, respond, glare, or do anything. He just stared. Kaiba took a chance to thoroughly scrutinize the face of his new sexual obsession. He looked so innocent, so young, so bright, almost as if he were glowing from within. Everything about him was golden; bright gold for his hair, tarnished gold for his eyes, and soft gold for his skin. He really did have a perfect mouth, his lips lush and a soft rose in color, hiding his megawatt smile. Kaiba frowned when he realized how sappy his descriptions were getting. Next thing he knew he’d be comparing him to a Greek God! He far surpassed that, obviously. ‘DAMNIT!’ he thought angrily. Why was he so obsessed with someone so incredibly average? Okay, he was attractive, but besides that he seemed pretty ordinary to him. Airheaded, over-confident, clumsy as hell. He could certainly find someone else just as attractive without those qualities. His musing on Jonouchi were cut short as the teacher called the class to attention. But all he could focus on was what Jonouchi would look like in a trench coat leaving hickeys all over his body.
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Though Kaiba was a genius, constantly missing class for work had always been an issue. Hence why he was held after school an hour listening the principal threaten to fail him if he didn’t boost his attendance. Whatever. He’d do as he pleased, fuck that old man. As he was walking down the hall to leave and go to work to catch up on the paperwork the meeting had interrupted, he heard music coming from a classroom up ahead. ‘That’s odd, the only people that should be here are the losers stuck in detention,’ he thought to himself as he neared the source of the noise. Finally he reached the source of the music, a seemingly empty classroom. Upon peering inside though, he found it to have two occupants. Two losers who were stuck in detention. Jonouchi and Yugi, to be exact. And one of them was dancing.
‘The fuck?’ he thought as he watched the mutt move with a grace he never thought he possessed. The dancing was so fluid in its motion, and effortlessly fit to the beat of a song. It instantly reminded him of the blonde at his party and how he had flowed with such ease to every song that had played. It must have been the end of the song because the beautiful dancing came to an end, and the dog hopped onto a desk with a guitar.
“So, are you going to tell me what you did on Halloween now or are you going to play me a song?” the tri-color haired teen asked his taller companion, both of them oblivious to their eavesdropper.
“You know how my sister had that Taylor Swift kick? She wrote a song that I think can do both,” Jonouchi replied, going about tuning the instrument as he answered.
“Really?! You’re going to play for me!? I mean, I’ve never heard of Taylor Swift before but I’ll listen,” Yugi exclaimed. He truly loved it when Jonouchi played on the guitar or danced for him. It made him feel special because he knew Jonouchi never showcased his talents. Kaiba, on the other hand, had never heard Jonouchi play or sing, and was curious as to how bad the mutt would fuck it up. It never occurred to him that Jonouchi might possess any sort of talent. The short bout of dancing he had just watched was enough of a shock as it is. The blonde just seemed much too clumsy to be able to dance in such a manner.
It seems like the perfect night, to dress up like hipsters, and make fun of our exes, uh oh, uh oh.
It seems like the perfect night, for breakfast at midnight, to fall in love with strangers, uh oh, uh oh.
Yeah, we’re happy, free, confused and lonely at the same time. It’s miserable and magical oh yeah. Tonight’s the night we forget about the deadlines. It’s time.
I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling 22. Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you. You don’t know about me, but I bet you want to. Everything will be all right if we just keep dancing like we’re 22, 22.
It seems like one of those nights. This place is too crowded, too many cool kids, uh oh, uh oh. It seems like one of those nights, we ditch the whole scene and end up dreaming, instead of sleeping.
Yeah, we’re happy, free, confused and lonely in the best way. It’s miserable and magical oh yeah. Tonight’s the night that we forget about the heartbreaks. It’s time.
I don’t know about you, but I’m feeling 22. Everything will be alright if you keep me next to you. You don’t know about me, but I bet you want to. Everything will be all right if we just keep dancing like we’re 22, 22.
I don’t know about you, 22, 22.
It feels like one of those nights, we ditch the whole scene.
It feels like one of those nights, we won’t be sleeping!
It feels like one of those nights, you look like bed news. I gotta have you, I gotta have you!
“And that’s about it. I’m not repeating that chorus again. The songs annoying enough as it is,” Jonouchi said as he finished. Yugi was practically beaming he was smiling so broadly. Kaiba was surprised, the mutt had a good voice, a voice that seemed so very, very familiar. Not Adele amazing, but still good. And he knew the song, seeing as Mokuba had went through a Taylor Swift phase as well. Was that a young teenager thing or something?
“So, you were feeling lonely so you dressed up, found a guy, hooked up, and left?” Yugi finally asked, interpreting the pop tune. ‘Wonder who? Lucky bastard…I DID NOT JUST THINK THAT!’ he mentally screamed at himself. He did not want to hook up with the puppy. Most certainly did not want the puppy to kiss him passionately while his hands trailed down to grasp his….’Damnit!’ he cursed himself.
“Yeah, pretty much. Wish I would’ve left my number or something,” he added the last part without realizing he’d even said.
“Well, um, okay, I’m going to ask you something. Don’t freak out okay? It’s just something Yami wants to know,” suddenly Yugi looked nervous. Now Kaiba was intrigued. What could that so-called pharaoh want to ask Jonouchi?
“Sure, shoot Yug, I’m all ears,” he confirmed, absentmindedly strumming his guitar.
“Have you ever…um…had a, you know, a…threesome?” he finally asked, blushing and wringing his hands.
“Nope. Why you ask? Yami want you guys to try it out or something?” he inquired, curious as to what this had to do with him.
“Well, yes. He does want to try it….,” Yugi took a breath before continuing,”…with you.”
The silence that followed was very think and very tense as well as quite awkward. Jonouchi and Kaiba bore wore expressions of shock, though Kaiba’s was tinged over with jealousy.
“Me? Like, he wants me, and you and him to, um, you know…do it?” Jonouchi finally sputtered, losing his fish face but still keeping his eyes nice and wide.
“Yes,” Yugi squeaked out, clearly finding the floor much more interesting than anything else because that was what he was staring at in an attempt to avoid eye contact with Jonouchi at all costs.
“Oh, I see,” Jonouchi drawled it out, nodding slowly. Once again a thick, awkward silence befell them, “Are you okay with that?” he finally asked. He wasn’t doing anything his best friend wasn’t cool with. He wasn’t even sure why he was considering it. ‘You only live once, right?’ he thought to himself as an explanation.
“I wouldn’t ask if I wasn’t, Jou-kun. It’s just kind of weird asking your best friend to do something like this. I don’t want to make our friendship awkward,” he explained, finally looking Jonouchi in the eyes, looking innocent despite just asking his friend for a three way. Kaiba was astounded. Would Jonouchi seriously do that? He was single and all, but would he really do that? He supposed it wasn’t as bad as sleeping with strangers, but it was a hell of a lot freakier. He suddenly had the urge to beat the shit out of Yami but couldn’t quite understand why he had that urge. And the mutt agreed to it, he wanted to beat his ass too.
“I know what you mean. But, hey, you only live once, right? I’ll give it a try. Just don’t expect some weird three-way relationship. That would just be fucking weird,” both boys nodded in agreement before glancing at the clock.
“Detention’s over, so I guess we should leave. You should come over, we can all three talk about it there,” Yugi smiled, gathering his things. That was Kaiba’s cue to leave. He sure as hell didn’t want to be caught eavesdropping on that conversation. He couldn’t explain why he felt so pissed that the mutt had agreed to that. Was he jealous? To be jealous meant that one cared, right? So it couldn’t be true, because he certainly did not care about Jonouchi or what/who he did in his personal time. Then why did he feel so conflicted about all of this? Damn teenage hormones, fucking with his mind. It was probably the same unknown part of his brain that was almost convinced Jonouchi was the one who he had slept with Halloween night.
Yami already owned him at Duel Monsters, and now he was laying a claim on Jonouchi, too? Did he always have to beat Seto at everything? Next thing he knew he’d be a CEO of a company that overshadowed his! There never was a real competition for Jonouchi going on in between him and Yami, but Yami had still won nonetheless. Irritating. It was fucking irritating. ‘Fuck this, that puppy is MINE. You may have won this round, bastard, but I will win the fucking war,’ he thought before he realized it as he started the engine of his Ferrari. Fucking hormones! They needed to be castrated and sent to the deepest layers of Hell for putting such thoughts in his head. When his small infatuation had morphed into this he didn’t know, but now he knew he would get Jonouchi. How, when, and where were all variables he hadn’t figured out, but he was determined. At the very least he would figure out if Jonouchi was his mystery blonde. He was on a mission, and when Seto sets his mind to something, he doesn’t stop until it’s accomplished. And the mission to conquer the puppy had just started.
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Um, yeah. Read and review. And I know I need to stop putting songs into EVERYTHING I write, but I can’t help myself. Music inspires me! Read and review!
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