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Reality Show	By : Mitmiya Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4956 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Disclaimer: gets up on stage I know that you're going to be shocked, but I'm afraid that I do not own these beauties blinks What do you mean you ALREADY knew! And you got me riding this rollercoaster of emotions runs away wailing

Summary: When Seto's small camera gets accidentally attached to Jou's jacket, Kaiba decides to spend some few hours to watch the blond's life. Who knew it would become his favorite show? Still, who knew it would make him fall for the blond? YAOI Seto/Jou, Yugi/Yami!

Pairings: Seto/Jou, Yugi/Yami

Nagging Voice: blinks twice, very very slowly OMG!! rubs her eyes and pinches her arm Ittai >< Okay, that prove I'm not dreaming, but twenty reviews?! o___O I don't have to say that I'm shocked, right? ^______^ ooh, I'm really excited right now, I wanted to update earlier, but I was in a state of shock for a couple of days (not to mention suffering from allergic reaction to chemicals... stupid sensitive lungs)... but anyhoo, you guys really got me motivated to write more! I hope all of you keep following this story, and I'm happy that you do not have a problem with short chapters n.n Lemme keep it short this time and just say 'read on' and hope you'll tell me what you think! ^_____________________________________^;;

Warning: Yaoi~! Violence, attempted rape... strong language and YAOI~! So, yeah, that's about it! Please, if you are offended by that, just press that pwetty X up there, or the lovely arrow that's pointin' to the left, and no, you dun have to follow where it's pointing at. chuckles Also, this story is not beta-read.

Comebacks: I believe, that since you -reviewers- took the time to review, I should take the time to reply, but since this time there was a lot of reviews... No, don't get me wrong, I'm still replying but it's gonna be at the bottom of the page (just not to annoy any other readers who don''t care about that stuff), so if you want to read my reply to your review... please, check the bottom of the page ^_______^

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blah blah thoughts
"blah blah" voice through speakers (from camera)
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++Chapter Three: New Lullaby++

Seto Kaiba was not the type of person to work with music on, he preferred utter silence so he could focus his whole concentration on the task he had at hand. Besides, he did not have much fondness for the music of these days, he got enough yelling and screaming from the blond and he was not about to ruin his ears by following that with some of today's music.
He found a new type of music, though.
His long, delicate fingers flew over the laptop's keyboard, pressing the appropriate keys at the right times with grace and speed that showed off his constant use of the machine. Small, squared glasses slowly sled down his nose and one of those fingers had to stop working for a moment so it could guide the glasses back in place, only to get to work once the small task is done.
The new soothing music he found was the sounds that were coming out of the speakers; the children playing tag and soccer in the park, their giggles and distant screaming filling the room as they chased after each other to either get the ball or declare a new 'it'. The most soothing sound, though, was the soft snoring that came out of the sleeping boy on the strong branch of the old Sakura tree. The soft, deep intakes of breath and how the remain of that air found its way out those lips slowly, as if in a long content sigh and for a second, Kaiba had a weird need surge in him to be able to see the sleeping face of the puppy. Seto had seen Jou asleep before, back in school where the blond head would be resting on wrinkled papers, long bangs covering the face a bit of drool struggled to make its way out of the pink lips.
Open, barely but still open. That's how Jou slept; his lips parted a bit to allow the air to rush out of his mouth instead of his nose. Sometimes you could get a glimpse of his tongue, but other times his teeth would be in the way. Kaiba smiled softly as his memories came up with the image of a sleeping Jounouchi. Seto preferred it when he could see that tongue, especially if he had his fist loosely clenched in front of his face.
His hands froze, his fingertips barely touching the keys and the warm, small smile fell off his face as his rational mind caught up with his thoughts. What the hell was he doing? He hated seeing the loudmouth asleep, it always disgusted him to see the teenager wasting away his time in class just because he was a lazy bastard. He glared at the screen, seeing only the park, and told himself he should be more annoyed by the fact that Jou was still wasting hours sleeping after school, too, not get that twinge of warmth instead.
His eyes widened, though, as he watched a rounded object make its way fast to the sleeping puppy and his cry of warning was wasted, for the camera did not receive sounds, instead it echoed in the room as Kaiba stood helplessly to watch Jou get hit by whatever was heading towards him. Kaiba grimaced as he watched the image blur like before, only this time it took a little less time before the image was clear. In a few seconds, the camera and Jou were facing the sky instead of the park and Seto placed his hands on the desk, on either side of the screen as he leaned in; as if it would help him see more...
Only to withdraw back in surprise when a face appeared all of a sudden on the screen, too close for comfort. Blinking, he noticed that the giant face on the screen belonged to a kid, barely older than seven and from the movement of the camera; he was probably poking the blond.
"Is he dead?" Asked a distant voice, and Seto held his breath only for a moment before a familiar groan reached his ears. He watched the kid back away as Jou started to come around, and without a beat, the boy asked. "Can we get our ball back?"
Another groan and then the scene moved as the puppy sat up straight, and he held out his arms. In his hands was a standard, black and white soccer ball and Seto imagined Jou do his usual confused blinks even before the curse reached the brunet's ears. "Aw, hell!"
Tension left Seto's body as he collapsed back on his chair, for the first time in years truly laughing.
Now he was really excited to watch the puppy through his day.
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Jou stood up, watching as the children ran away from him to get back to their game, the soccer ball secure in the dark-haired boy's arms. No apology, no concern, nothing. Not even the magic word, please, in their question. Kids these days, they should be taught a lesson or two.
"Brats!" He grumbled in annoyance, his gaze lifting up to look at the Sakura tree and the branch he was just napping on. His wheels turned in lazy circles, sleep still fogging his brain but when he looked at his watch he decided it was not worth it to climb the tree again. He had already spent twenty minutes relaxing, not to mention the sleep he got at school; it should be enough for him to carry on for that day.
Stretching the kinks and knots out of his body, he yelped softly. Rubbing his tender backside, he sent another glare at the kids, who played on as nothing had happened. Why, he oughta go and... he took a moment to ponder before he came up with the best threat... deflate their ball. After all, he could not get violent with children.
He yawned and started walking through the park, knowing his next destination. It was friday, that meant his father would be out all day, doing whatever he was doing to get more liquor and cigarettes, but the blond did not feel like going back to that dump of a home. He needed to be surrounded by people at that moment, get that false sense of security he always had when he spent time with others. He knew his friends would do anything to help him out if he ever asked them, but as optimistic Jou was, he was a realist when it came to such situations.
He knew nobody could help him, even if they wanted to. When he was around, they were the ones getting that sense of security, he craved for, off of him. He knew he was the one they depended on when the going got tough; he was the one with enough fight in him to take on the bad guys. Honda was there to help him, always covering him, but he was always in the front, protecting Yugi and Anzu.
It was not like he did not get a sense of pride and content from knowing that he was there for his friends, that he could protect them when they needed him, but... but he sometimes wished somebody else would take care of the responsibility for a while. He wished that somebody would step forward while he took a few minutes to breathe, to take care of his own problems for once. Or... or that somebody would step forward to help him out, to help him get his life back in order.
Just someone to be there.
He could not do that to his friends, though. Jou could not tell them that their front line could not even take on his own father, that the guy they depended on stood still as he was abused by the man he remembered once calling 'daddy' long time ago. He could not break that image they had of him, he could not break the faith, the security they felt around him.
He couldn't.
What did his father tell him before? Take it like the big boy he was.
"Yeah, big boy." He whispered, his eyes watching the ground intently. "Big boy."
He filled his lungs with air and let it out in a hot sigh, taking a left and walking through the city. It did not take him long to find himself in front of the 'Kame Game Shop'; he knew the group would be there at this time. That's where they always met before taking off to invade the city.
"Hey, Yug'! Guys!" He yelled cheerfully, his trademark grin stretching his face, as he stepped into the store. If his camera received the sounds that were emitted in Kaiba mansion, Jou would have been scared from the jealous growl that escaped one Seto Kaiba.
++TBC...++
AN: Whew!! Now, now, Jou's thoughts were totally not planned... I kinda put myself in his position and as usual, I started rambling. Just so you know, I want to be either a CSI or a profiler, but lately the latter is appealing to me even more, since I was told that I read people easily... I guess I kinda got obsessed with it, and now I'm profiling everybody ^^;;;. Still haven't given up on my CSI career, though. I know it sound silly, but it's fun all the same... if you were to be either (CSI or Profiler) which one would you choose? >.< Gomen, I kinda like asking people questions that doesn't relate to anything!! ^___^;;; I hope you liked this chapter, and please tell me what you thought of it!!! Arigatou~~~!

Comebacks: As in a way to thank the people who reviewed twice, their usernames will be italic... ^_____^ just so you could stand out more... at least, that's what I think it would do >.
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