I Know You're Out There Somewhere | By : Firewing Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3536 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 22 Thunder In The Air
A/N: This chapter, although not particularly long, is a little gooey…
Disclaimer: All I own is the plot.
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School was out for the summer and Saturday had come at last. As soon as Seto saw Mokuba off on his weekend camping trip some of his friends’ parents were hosting as an end of school celebration, Joey and Seto were going bedroom furniture shopping. Seto was apprehensive about Mokuba’s trip, but Mokuba and Joey ganged up on him giving the cold stern CEO the double puppy eyes treatment.
Joey had finished his painting, cleaned up his messy painting supplies and shoved them into the closet of the bedroom that he would be moving into today. He set up his sketchpad, easel style on the kitchen table, to a yin/yang drawing of Blue Eyes and Red Eyes curled up together. He could hardly wait to get Seto’s reaction to it.
He went into the bedroom he’d been sleeping in and pulled on a tan T-shirt to top his camouflage cargo pants and combat boots. Turning, he saw Seto standing in front of the drawing, mesmerized.
“You’re very talented, Jou. It’s beautiful.”
“So are you.”
Seto’s head snapped up, wary cold blue eyes met Jou’s totally open and vulnerable gaze. Seto tensed suddenly on the defensive, not knowing if Joey was teasing him and thus being unintentionally cruel or if he really meant it.
“What are you afraid of Seto Kaiba?” Joey asked as he walked around the table. “That I’ll turn out to be just like Pegasus? That I’ll take your little brother and betray you?”
“You wouldn’t dare.” Seto growled menacingly. The fierce Kaiba death glare slipped into place as Jou spoke Seto’s deepest fears out loud.
Joey’s eyes went wide as he realized that was exactly what Seto was afraid of, afraid that Jou would side with Pegasus against him, take his brother, his company, and his heart, leaving him with nothing. A few weeks ago, Jou knew exactly where he stood with the dragon master or thought he did and he would have told anyone who asked that Seto Kaiba was unbreakable. Now he could see the flaws in the man‘s diamond hard exterior. Seto was as insecure and vulnerable as anyone else. He pretended not to care, not to need anybody, preferring isolation and coldness to being seen as fallible and human.
Joey had very little in the way of personal property or materialistic ambitions, but he was far and away the wealthier one of the two. And he was hurt and angry. Seto would never be able to trust him. Jou wanted to scream and beat the crap out of the idiot genius in front of him. If Seto couldn’t trust Jou then how could he ever really love him? And now that Joey had fallen for Seto it seemed that they would be forever separated.
Jou growled in frustration and spun around to a kitchen drawer. He grabbed the large heavy-duty carving knife he’d had no use for until this particular moment and with all the rage, grief, and confusion that possessed him rammed the knife directly into the middle of the two dragons he had drawn. The knife sank through the sketchbook and into the wooden table below with so much force that the blade broke off and was impaled in the table.
“I was trying to tell you that I’m in love with you! But to hell with it! Better a psychopath for a father than a boyfriend with no more soul than a computer!” Jou spat out.
Seto cringed inwardly but his features were expressionless. “I went to Tokyo last weekend to meet with your father. He’s waiting to hear from you. I’ll send you the information on how to contact him.” He told Jou as if discussing a matter on which he had no opinion. He turned to leave.
“Whoa! You met with Pegasus while you were in Tokyo? Why didn’t you tell me? Or did it just slip your mind? This is my life you’re messing around in, Kaiba! Just what the heck do you think you’re doing?” Joey demanded.
Seto still stood with his back to Jou. No way in hell he was going to let the mutt see him cry. “I don’t know.” And he walked out the door.
Kaiba’s voice as he said those last three words rang with an undertone of crushing loss. It cut through Joey’s violent rage like butter. He reached Seto while he was on the first step of the stairs stopped him with a hand on the taller teen’s shoulder. “Look at me.”
Seto hesitated and then turned, his eyes had become an ocean overflowing with tears. Joey put a hand behind the brunette’s head and kissed him slowly, gently, but in a demanding passionate way that told Seto in no uncertain terms that Jou was not about to be denied. Seto gasped and Jou slipped his tongue into the brunet’s mouth with practiced ease, yet he’d never experienced a kiss like this, none so sweet or so fiery. It was like tasting bliss itself.
Seto took the one step up so they were both on the balcony and Joey broke the kiss off. He leaned against the siding with his heart pounding almost painfully in his chest. Seto stood over him and put his hands flat against the siding on either side of Joey’s head. He might have seemed threatening if his cheeks weren’t streaked with tears and he hadn’t been trembling from an onslaught of emotions.
“What I feel for you overwhelms me, Jou. I don’t like it. I don’t like not having control. I don’t know how to handle it. I don’t know what to do.”
Joey put his hands on Seto’s waist and pulled the brunette’s body against his own.
“Lucky for us I do.” He whispered huskily into Seto’s ear and rubbed himself into the older teen’s crotch with all subtlety of a charging rhino.
Seto’s magnificent brain short-circuited as instinct took over and he thrust back against Jou.
“Damn, Mutt…” He groaned, turning the curse into a cry of pleasure. He kissed Jou’s tanned skin everywhere he could reach unable to get enough of him. Joey captured Seto’s mouth with his own and thrust his tongue in the brunet’s mouth in time with their grinding hips. The sensations that electrified Seto’s mind, body, and soul were so intense he thought he might die from them. Somewhere in a deep recess of his mind that wasn’t functioning properly he was dimly aware that they were standing outside where any of the servants could see. Although fully clothed, their mouths were locked in mortal combat, erections straining for more intimate contact in pleasure bordering on pain.
“Oh, Jou…” Seto cried out as he came in wave after wave of pleasure unlike anything he’d known before.
“Shhh…” Joey whispered back, not so much to quiet Seto as to sooth him. With his hands he guided Seto’s hips and reached his own release.
“The first time…I saw you…I knew you’d…turn me into…an unsightly…puddle of goo…” Seto panted out.
Jou smirked, then chuckled, then all out laughed as he visualized Seto sliding to the floor like partially set up Jello. “So what flavor of goo are you?”
“Does it matter?” Seto asked limply.
“No. I was just trying to picture it. And here all this time I thought you hated me.” Joey relaxed and held Seto against him in a loving embrace. “Mokuba’s gone for the weekend.”
“I’m aware of that.” Seto stated shortly, his brain still working below its normal lightning speed.
“You could give the servants the rest of the weekend off.” Jou whispered as he licked the outer ridge of Seto’s ear. “We’d be all alone…it’d be the perfect opportunity to play in a new bed…or wherever.”
More than just Seto’s face was getting warm from what Jou was suggesting.
“Jou, I’ve…” Seto was hesitant. He hated to admit any weakness to anyone. He should know how to deal with any situation, regardless of its nature. He searched his love’s chocolate eyes. “I’ve never done any of this before.”
Joey smiled. “You don’t have to be a genius to figure some things out, Seto.”
“I need you to understand, Jou. I’ve never wanted anyone but you. I don’t think I could ever love anyone else like this. You have enough love to let the world in, but for me there is only you. I won’t be toyed with, Jou. I won’t be a plaything that you tire of and simply cast away. I need to know that won’t happen.” Seto’s piercing blue eyes tried to penetrate Joey’s soul searching for comprehension in the golden brown depths of his love’s eyes.
And Joey did understand. As far as he could tell Seto saw the world in black and white with nothing in between. He would never do anything halfway. Like a wolf, he would mate for life. Seto had good reason to be afraid after all the betrayals and heartbreaks he’d dealt with in his short life. But Joey also understood something he didn’t think his sweet genius did-that by risking nothing you gained nothing. Seto didn’t have a corner market on pain, nobody did, nobody had a perfect life.
“If you never let anyone in, all you’ll end up being is alone. You need to decide if I’m worth the risk.” Jou told him returning the intense stare. In no duel worth his effort would Jou ever back down and this could be the most important match of his life. He had all the right cards in play and he knew Seto could match him move for move, but would Seto be willing to show his hand? Would this duel be resolved in a way that both of them would be victorious?
“You are, Jou.” Seto surrendered. Almost timidly, he kissed Joey. The blond opened his mouth to allow Seto entrance realizing this was the first kiss he’d ever initiated. Seto pulled back reluctantly after only a moment. “We should get cleaned up and go get that bed. I’ll meet you in front of the mansion.”
With a determined set to his shoulders, he went down the steps and headed for the mansion. He needed a very fast, very cold shower before he would be remotely presentable to be in public. He wondered which one of his trench coats would look best buttoned…just in case.
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