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Ambivalence	By : PupshitDesu Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4882 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Otogi's party made Jonouchi want to leave the moment he'd come in, but he had an obligation to Mokuba, and was hoping to spot Kaiba, so he'd stayed. Wearing the business casual clothes he'd been given, Jonouchi stood with Mokuba as he turned Otogi's event into press for himself. Otogi looked utterly pissed about it, but what was he going to do? Nothing, that was what.
Once the cameras left them for the evening, Mokuba went to socialize and likely socially engineer, telling Jonouchi he could go on his merry way. Jonouchi happily did so, glad that he wasn't being watched and directed to pose anymore. No wonder Kaiba avoided the camera. The blinding flashes had left his vision spotty for a few minutes there.
He wandered the crowd, not even trying to be subtle about the fact that he was looking for Kaiba. He noticed Otogi watching him curiously for a while, but eventually he became engaged with one of his monkey-suited investors, and Jonouchi was able to go unobserved. He didn't want to seem too friendly with Kaiba in public, lest it cause some bad result for him. Most rumors were harmless, he knew, but there were some that should be avoided if at all possible.
Jonouchi had just spotted Kaiba sitting in a corner, drinking, as he would expect. It occurred to him that, regardless of how their conversation went, he should make sure Kaiba got back to his hotel room without trouble. He supposed Mokuba could handle it, but Jonouchi would have far less difficulty carrying him.
He was approaching Kaiba's corner when someone near the area shifted, and he saw someone else standing close to him. Kaiba looked cross, his expression more hostile than Jonouchi had seen in a while. His own eyes were cold when he realized that it was Kitamura standing before him, smiling just as amiably as ever. Jonouchi bristled, and for a moment his vision went white, his breath catching as his chest tightened.
He took a few deep breaths, standing still to ensure he didn't launch an assault and get anyone into trouble (himself in particular). It pissed him off beyond all reason to see Kitamura trying to hit on Kaiba, of all people, while he was drinking. He knew Kaiba was smarter than he was, and probably wouldn't be caught dead going anywhere with Kitamura, but that didn't make Kitamura's intentions any less infuriating.
Jonouchi stalked briskly to the corner, and neither Kaiba nor Kitamura noticed him until he was upon them, turning and standing between the two of them. He faced Kitamura, his expression one of barely-contained rage.
"You need to leave," he growled before anyone else could speak, his fists clenching so hard that his knuckles were turning white. Kitamura looked a little surprised, but nowhere near as daunted as he should be.
"I wasn't expecting to see you-"
"Go," Jonouchi almost shouted, leaning into Kitamura's personal space threateningly. His tone seemed to make his anger finally sink in. "Before I make you. You know I will."
Kitamura stared at him, his eyes wide and lips slightly parted in shock. Then he backed away a couple of steps, removing himself from Jonouchi's arm's reach.
"I see," he replied, seeming more disappointed than anything, "I was hoping you wouldn't be so hostile, Jonouchi. I suppose I know who was on your mind now..."
Jonouchi rolled his eyes. Of course he would bring that up. It only pissed him off more that he talked like he was an ex-lover.
"I don't want to hear it. Go. Now."
Kitamura huffed, then turned and walked into the crowd of people in the room. Jonouchi watched his back until he couldn't see it anymore, paranoid that Kitamura might try to spy on him or turn around and come back. The last thing he wanted was to get hauled off to jail for assaulting him in public. Once Kitamura was out of sight, he turned to Kaiba, who hadn't moved.
"Um," he began, not sure what he should say after something like that. At least Kaiba didn't seem pissed at him. "So, how are you doing?"
"I can't feel my face."
"Well, that probably means it's a good time to stop drinking," Jonouchi suggested, sitting beside him on the bench, but not too close. He didn't want to put him off. "I'm sorry he was bothering you."
"It's whatever."
Kaiba stumbled getting up, putting his hand into his pocket. He pulled out a room key and placed it in Jonouchi's hands before turning to look at the entryway that led to the main foyer of the hotel. It wasn't the Kaiba Hotel, unfortunately, but the brothers had a suite, and Mokuba was planning to stay after the party ended.
"I can't remember where my room is."
When Jonouchi didn't react right away, he sat back down, finishing the rest of his drink. It was a clear, crisp Smirnoff, which he took down like a shot. After setting the glass aside, he sighed.
"Jonouchi, take me to bed already."
"Oh, I'm sorry for delaying you, your majesty," Jonouchi rolled his eyes, but helped Kaiba stand anyway, guiding him through the room along the walls to the exit, "If only you'd say that when you were sober..."
He got Kaiba into the elevator and let him lean against the wall while he pressed the floor number for the suite. He turned the key in his hand, watching Kaiba, who was still slumped against the elevator wall.
"Hey, Kaiba?"
"Hay is for horses," Kaiba muttered back, rubbing his temples, "Sometimes they eat grain and other vegetation for sources of carbohydrates to use as energy, but their main diet is made up of foliage like hay..."
"What the fuck are you even talking about? I was trying to start the conversation, you strange person. I wanted to apologize for last weekend, for ditching you and drinking all your sake."
He leaned against the elevator wall with Kaiba, partly to ensure he didn't lean over and fall, and partly because it was more comfortable than standing and staring at him.
"I bought more already. But you owe me, Jonouchi," he stumbled when the elevator stopped, but immediately tried leaving once the door opened. He made it down the hallway, looking at the numbers on the doors before stopping at one, staring at it for a while. But it wasn't the right number, and once Jonouchi walked past it, he followed after. "It was really good sake and you drank all of it."
"I'm sorry," Jonouchi apologized again, "I was being an ass. But I'm more sorry that I didn't leave a note when I left that morning. That wasn't right."
The elevator doors opened, and Jonouchi collected Kaiba before exiting, heading for the suite with a number to match the key card.
"If you're so hung up about the alcohol, I'll pay you back."
"You don't need to pay me back. Just don't disappear like that again..."
He opened the door and walked in with Kaiba's arm slung over his shoulder, and he made his way toward the bedroom that had Kaiba's briefcase leaning against the bed. Once he'd deposited Kaiba on the bed, he knelt to help him out of his shoes and socks before turning his legs so he'd lie down.
"I'm going to help you out of your pants," he announced, tugging at one leg, "Don't flip out or anything."
Kaiba was too passive to resist, just lying there stupidly. Jonouchi pulled Kaiba's slacks down his hips, getting absolutely no help from him since he was apparently too drunk to function, and then got to work on his shirt. It took some effort, but he managed to get Kaiba's arms out of the sleeves and pull it off of his head after undoing a few buttons.
And then Kaiba lay still, his eyes closed. Jonouchi watched him for a few minutes, then sighed.
"Well," he mumbled, "I'll see you later. Make sure you sleep on your side."
"You already left me alone in bed once," Kaiba lamented accusingly, kicking the covers in Jonouchi's general direction before grumbling, "And I don't sleep well alone. Don't you fucking dare."
He rolled onto his stomach and hid his face under a pillow, not looking to see if Jonouchi would bite or not. Usually Kaiba didn't try guilt tripping people to get what he wanted from them; it didn't usually work. But Jonouchi was a good person. He was, therefore, much more susceptible to wanting to continue being a good person, so Kaiba wasn't surprised when he felt his weight next to him in the bed.
"I'm sorry, I'll stay," Jonouchi assured him, lounging against the pillows beside him, "I didn't think you'd want me around. You probably won't, when you wake up a little more sober, but I guess I'll deal with it."
Better to handle morning anger than leave Kaiba drunk and lonely when he so obviously didn't want to be. That would be too fucked up to do, especially to a friend.
"Don't suffocate yourself," he chided, pulling the pillow off of Kaiba's face and immediately meeting blue eyes. Even though they looked a little vacant from the alcohol, they were still sharp. Kaiba was no fool even when he was drunk. He just rambled about pointless crap and got surprisingly honest.
"You know," Jonouchi sighed, pulling off his shoes and socks, "I genuinely want to kill Kitamura now. Think you can bail me out after?"
"You're too good looking for jail..." He snorted, closing his eyes and yawning before laying his head on a pillow, "And too gay, too."
"Prison," Jonouchi corrected, "And I'll take that as a yes."
He folded his hands behind his head. He was feeling pretty pleased, actually. Kaiba wasn't pissed with him for the moment, and it looked like they'd be having a sleepover. Maybe if he helped him nurse his hangover in the morning, they'd be set.
"I'm moving into a new apartment," he stated, wondering if Kaiba was even awake anymore. If he was, he may as well hear some good news. "I'm finally gonna get out of the slums, so that's cool."
"Why did you leave that morning?"
Kaiba opened his eyes, looking at Jonouchi as he peered at him for an answer. The whole thing came out of nowhere. It wasn't like they had a bad time together, or even really argued. And just out of nowhere, Jonouchi disappeared and left no note over where he'd gone or why. It wasn't until Kaiba called security did they tell him when he left, and then he got upset over it before trying to distract himself with work.
It was a stupid thing to get bent out of shape over, but still. He didn't get it. They weren't even arguing. Just sleeping in bed together.
"Well," Jonouchi sighed, realizing that he didn't really have a plausible reason. Not one that would make sense to Kaiba, most likely. "I was having shitty dreams and thinking about things that mess me up. So I ended up wandering into your alcohol stash, and the next morning I woke up early with a hangover and thought it would be a great idea to stumble out of the mansion without leaving a note."
At least he'd had cab fare, otherwise his stupid ass probably would have tried to shuffle all the way back to the city like the most impotent zombie. Maybe it would have made him turn back, but probably not. He just wasn't that smart.
"I shouldn't have fucked everything up like that after we had a pretty good night, but yeah. I was being a complete idiot. I won't do that to you again."
"What did you dream about? Were we having sex again? You should think about something else before you go to sleep, Jonouchi...like dueling."
Kaiba was really too far gone to think too much about what Jonouchi was saying to him, but he continued to talk anyway. "You should think about playing again. It was fun to watch you at the convention, even if that girl was no challenge for you. Even Yugi isn't as interesting a contestant next to you, he's not that charming. I think you should at least consider it... Then maybe you'd have something else to think about before falling asleep.
I don't really have nightmares. I don't think I even dream."
"I think that's because you don't sleep long enough," Jonouchi mused, "And it's not the sex that upsets me, Kaiba. It's just...my dreams are messed up. They're too fucking vivid, you know? And they make waking up disappointing."
He sighed, rolling onto his side and facing Kaiba, who seemed too drunk to get upset about anything. That was fine. He could wait until morning to have Kaiba upset with him.
"It's not just the sex. It's the way the dreams make me feel. Or, the way you make me feel in the dreams. It's so stupid, but it gets to me. I had another dream later on, though. It kind of cheered me up."
"What happened?"
He lazily closed his eyes before forcing them open again. The alcohol was knocking him out. Kaiba was going to pass out soon, but it was already late afternoon and if Jonouchi wanted to, there was enough in the room to entertain himself with. Like the TV and laptop Kaiba left out.
"Did you get laid again?"
"Ha! No," Jonouchi replied, "It wasn't anything like that. I was just talking to you, and finally had some questions answered. It made me feel...less insecure, I guess. It made me feel even worse about ditching you, though."
He sat up and stripped off his shirt, and then his jeans. It looked like he wasn't going to be doing anything but sleeping right now, since Kaiba was getting steadily further away from consciousness.
"But Kaiba, honestly," Jonouchi spoke after lying down again, his face very serious even though Kaiba wasn't looking at him, "I would never try to hurt you. That would be fucked up."
"People do it all the time to each other without really trying."
"That's life, though," Jonouchi replied matter-of-factly, "You can't avoid being hurt unless you never get close to anyone at all, and that's no life. You'd miss out on all the good parts.
Even if I did hurt you on accident, I'd be crawling back and begging for forgiveness quicker than you could blink. You know that."
Or, he should, considering past interactions. Jonouchi was always the one who approached to apologize. It didn't matter who started the fight in the first place. He just didn't want them to go on too long, or for the discontentment to seep too deeply.
"Don't be so angsty. I think we'd make a great couple if you were willing to try it out. It's all waiting on you, buddy."
"That's really gay, Jonouchi," muttered Kaiba, yawning again, "But I guess I'll sleep on it."
"You do that," Jonouchi stretched, noting Kaiba's statement as a cue that he was about to fall asleep, "I'll see you in the morning, I promise."
He rolled onto his back, his head turned toward Kaiba. He was still lying on his side, fortunately. It wasn't likely that he'd vomit, but Jonouchi preferred to play it safe. It looked like he'd blacked out completely in just a few short seconds. Jonouchi snorted and settled in, figuring he should get some sleep before any odd moods settled over him. There would always be more time to talk in the morning.
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