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Katsuya's Adventures in Wonderland	By : ReizOokami Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4412 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author's Note: I just realized. I like making Kaiba spank Jounouchi. I like putting it in my stories. I feel so… unoriginal. In my defense, Jounouchi shouldn't be so freakin' spankable.

Also! Warning of dragon sex. No, seriously. Two dragons have sex. …And Seto and Jou watch. D:

Katsuya's Adventures in Wonderland

At It Like Rabbits

Katsuya was glad that he'd agreed to go for a walk through the garden. Right now they were walking through an area of roses and—though he'd be damned if he admitted it—he loved roses. And there were more than just red and white ones, like in the book; there were yellow, pink, and even blue ones, too. It was every rose-lover's dream. And it gave him an excuse to question Seto endlessly about them.

"Ooh! And what's this one called?" A large plant with creamy white roses looking so delicate currently had his attention.

"It's called 'Fair Bianca.'" Seto smiled. "You like these?"

"Of course I—oooh! Orange roses!" Dragging the brunet over to the other plant, he released him in favor of clasping his hands together as he gazed at the beautiful flora. "I've never seen orange roses before! This one is my favorite!"

The king couldn't help a soft laugh. "Katsuya, just a minute ago you said the 'Cinnamon Twist' was your favorite."

"But this one's my favorite of favorites!" Looking back up at him, the blond tilted his head innocently. "What's this one called, Seto?"

He decided that the blond was clearly interested in this rose plant and smiled affectionately. "It's called 'Sundowner.'"

"A Sundowner." Leaning forward, he closed his eyes and sniffed deeply. "Mm… It smells so good!"

Seto tilted his head slightly, seeing the glowing adoration for the flowers that the younger teen clearly felt, then turned and looked back at the plant. Seeing one particular blossom—not incredibly small but neither obtrusive—he reached up and caught the stem, snapping it off from its parent plant. When the blond gasped, looking horrified, he smiled and reached up to tuck the stem behind his ear. "It's true that they're beautiful, but they're not nearly as beautiful as you."

Katsuya blushed and looked down at his feet in embarrassment. He told himself that this was Kaiba, and he shouldn't be feeling all fluttery and flushed by anything he did, but for some reason, he couldn't help it. The brunet just kept being so sweet, and… and thoughtful. He knew that if he got attached to him, though, he'd only get hurt when he and Ryou got back to the real world, because Kaiba would still be a prick there. He didn't want to deal with that.

"You know, if you like roses so much…" The brunet smirked; the other boy had set himself up for this. "…I'm sure I can have them strewn about the bedroom for a very romantic and sensual tryst."

So he didn't know what 'tryst' meant, but he understood the 'romantic' and 'sensual' parts and could easily infer what he meant by those rose petals. Blushing even more, he scowled. "Yeah, so I can shove them all down your throat!"

"Mm." Raising an eyebrow inquisitively, the king leaned toward him, smirk growing a little. "Are you sure you wouldn't rather shove something else down my throat,Katsuuuya?"

Katsuya gasped and took a step back, eyes widening. "Just what are you suggesting!"

"I'm suggesting…" the brunet purred, matching him with a step forward as he lifted a hand and trailed the tips of his fingers down the other boy's chest. "That if you want to shove your dick down my throat, I'm sure I wouldn't mind if you returned the favor."

"You perverted bastard!" It seemed as if he was watching another person slapping the king across the face, as if it wasn't his palm colliding with the larger teen's cheek. He did know, however, that the shocked look on the brunet's face was quickly twisting into an expression of anger, and it wouldn't be good for him if he allowed him to reach the furious level he knew he could get to. But how could he stop him?

Seto opened his mouth, ready to rip the blond's head off, but stopped in confusion when the smaller teen cupped his face in his hands. "Katsu-?" He blinked as he suddenly found the blond's lips mashed against his. This… was obviously a distraction. But a very good one. He very much liked this interruption.

Katsuya yipped as he was suddenly yanked up against the brunet's (very firm, muscular) body and broke the kiss, pressing his hands against his chest. "K-Kaiba-!"

"I am not Kaiba." The king grabbed his chin, scowling. "I'm offended that you would still call me by his name when I'm so obviously not him." His eyes darkened slightly in annoyance before he grabbed the back of the blond's head and yanked him into another kiss.

The dress-clad boy couldn't help a small mewl as the brunet slid his tongue down his throat, trembling when he felt his other hand cupping his rear. "Mmn!" He gasped as he felt the much-too-friendly hand slipping under his skirt and began to struggle, frantically pounding on the king's shoulders. "Mm!"

Seto allowed him to pull away, still scowling, and crossed his arms. "You better watch yourself, Katsuya, because I'm tired of your rudeness. I don't like being insulted. You're lucky I haven't taken you over my knee and given you the spanking you deserve."

The blond found himself more offended by the threat than truly frightened. Placing his hands on his hips, he scowled as well. "You wouldn't dare."

"Wouldn't I?" The brunet raised his eyebrow skeptically. Seeing that he hadn't convinced him, he grabbed his wrist and dragged him over to a stone bench nearby. "Come here."

"No, what are you-! Ka—Seto! Hey, Seto! Wait! Seto! Seto!" Letting out a startled yelp, Katsuya suddenly found himself strewn over the brunet's knees, and then the back of his skirt was being dragged up. Realizing what was going to happen, he began struggling. "No-! Fuck, Seto! No! Don't you freaking dare—" He shrieked as the king brought his hand down on his left cheek, hips twitching instinctively. "Yeek!"

Seto couldn't help a smirk as he brought his palm down on the blond's ass again, taking that time to give the cheek beneath his hand a firm squeeze. "I knew you had a cute butt under that skirt."

"Nooo!" He tried to squirm harder, but the brunet wasn't letting him go. After a few more spanks, he realized that he wasn't going to be able to wait out the spanking; the brunet had more energy than he did at this point and he seemed to take genuine pleasure out of smacking his ass. "Fine, fine! I'll fucking behave!"

"Good." The king gave him a final pat on the butt, smiling. "That's all I wanted. We'll work on manners later— You'll like that, I promise."

Katsuya scowled and sat up, hurriedly pulling his skirt back down and turning to face away from him. "Humph! Perverted jackass!"

The brunet raised an eyebrow at him. "Didn't we just go over this?"

"I said I'd behave," the younger boy retorted, crossing his arms. "I never said I'd stop calling you names!"

"Touché." Seeing that the rose had fallen from the dress-clad boy's hair in the altercation, he picked it up and turned, tucking it behind his ear again. "That was clever of you, Katsuya."

Katsuya frowned, then looked down at his lap and sighed sadly. "Don't make fun of me, Ka—Seto." He lifted one of his hands to brush his hair out of his eyes. "I… I know you don't mean it. I'm not smart. I know I'm not." He whimpered as the brunet grabbed his chin and closed his eyes tightly; he didn't need to see the annoyance to know that it was there. "No, Seto. I know I'm not smart. I… I didn't take very good care of myself when I was younger. I can't remember a lot of stuff, and sometimes the things I do remember are fuzzy."

Seto frowned, taking a moment to merely stroke the blond's hair. "…Just because you can't remember doesn't mean you're not smart."

"…Lots of people don't see it the same way you do," the younger teen answered softly.

"Lots of people are stupid."

The blond couldn't help a snort at the way the other boy had said it. He'd said it as if 'duh, everyone knows that.' It was so weird, but so expected of the real Kaiba, too, and he could see them overlapping now, when he looked for it. That… might make going back a little easier.

Seto raised an eyebrow at him, then frowned and tilted his head. "Do you hear that?"

"Huh?" The dress-clad boy tilted his head as well, trying to listen for what the brunet was hearing. "…No, I—"

"Aha! B-Bakura! Bakuuuuraaaaa!"

It was Ryou's voice, and they were obviously in the middle of something very important.

Katsuya squealed and jerked backward, horrified by what he was hearing. "Oh my God! Seto-! That's Ryou! And they're—they're having—"

"Sex." The brunet scowled. "They're having sex within hours of meeting each other and I'm stuck with the prude."

"Hey!" To be completely honest, the blond really wanted to get to know the king now, to see what other traits overlapped with the real Kaiba. Hearing that he just wanted sex, though, hurt. Just when he'd finally thought they were going to have a real conversation, the brunet had gone back to sex. It was as if he wanted a whore and the blond was just convenient. He didn't have to put up with this.

Seto raised an eyebrow as the blond stood and began to walk away, then hurried to follow him. "Katsuya?"

"J-just leave me alone, moneybags." He reached up to scrub at his eyes, unable to believe that he was actually about to shed tears over a jerk. "I d-don't need to put up with you!"

The brunet frowned and reached to grab his wrist. "Katsuya, what did I do?"

Katsuya grunted and tried to yank away, letting out a snarl when he realized that the king's grip was too strong to pull away from. "You want to fuck me, you pervert! You just want to use me and toss me out, just like everyone else-!" Finally wrenching his hand free, he turned to face him, growling in frustration. "I'm not going to be used, moneybags!" So saying, he turned to stomp away again.

"Katsuya—"

"I don't want to talk to you!"

Seto watched him go, brows furrowing together. He obviously needed to watch the blond more carefully to figure out how he ticked, otherwise he was just going to keep upsetting him. He… hadn't meant to make the younger teen cry. He didn't want to be the type of husband that made his wife cry on a daily basis, especially when he realized that the blond obviously didn't have very good self-esteem. It… made him feel like the scum of the earth. Especially since the other boy obviously didn't want to show weakness, so he'd run away and cry by himself—and he wouldn't be able to hold him, and apologize, and… try to comfort him. He was a horrible person for making such a beautiful, fragile creature anything but happy.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Katsuya sniffled and buried his face in a pillow, feeling very much like a teenage girl and hating himself for it, but he decided he was allowed to behave that way, since someone he liked (he didn't want to admit it, but he knew it was true) just wanted to use him for sex. That person had even put him in a dress, and spanked him, and… and had only wined and dined him for a chance under his skirt. He was hurt, and he only wished he could make Seto feel as badly as he did.

He jumped as he felt a hand on his shoulder and turned quickly, frantically scrubbing at his eyes. "H-huh?"

Yuugi frowned in concern. "Katsuya…? What's wrong?"

"N-nothing. It's stupid. Really." The blond forced a smile, though even he could tell it didn't look convincing. "Nothing to worry about, Yuug'."

The feline crossed his arms and frowned petulantly. "I'm not stupid, Katsuya! Tell me what's really bothering you!"

"It's just— …Seto… I… I thought he wanted to get to know me. …He just wanted to have sex with me," he answered softly, looking down at his lap.

Yuugi gasped softly. "That's horrible! So both Yami and Seto are perverts! I had hoped it was just a Yami thing, but they must get it from each other!"

Katsuya nodded slightly, sadly. "Yes. They must."

"…You really want to get to know him, don't you, Katsuya?" the smaller boy asked quietly, and when the answer he got was another sad nod, he scowled. "I see. Then I'll be right back, Katsuya!"

"Wh-where are you going, Yuugi?" the blond asked nervously when he found the other boy marching toward the door.

"I'm gonna go talk to Seto!" the feline replied, before disappearing from sight.

Katsuya blinked for a moment, then groaned and covered his face as he fell back onto his pillows with another whimper.

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Seto was more than a little surprised to find the miniature Yami waiting for him in the library, but he supposed he was just hiding from his friend's unwanted affections, so he went to sit at his desk with no more than a little nod. "Good evening."

"Humph!" Yuugi tossed his bangs out of his eyes, scowling. "What's so good about it when my friend's in his room, crying?"

The brunet winced at the information that his love interest was crying, but otherwise, he tried to keep his expression from changing. "Oh?"

"Don't act like you don't care, your Highness! You hurt his feelings and you know it! You treated him like a whore!" the feline exclaimed angrily, ears folding back in frustration. Turning to storm off, he added, "You jerk! And to think that Katsuya liked you and wanted to get to know you! Well, screw that! I'm helping him find Ryou and then they're leaving." He let out a yelp as he was suddenly yanked back, then hesitantly looked up at the brunet, suddenly realizing just… how puny he was compared to him.

Seto looked like a kid on Christmas morning, he was so happy. "Katsuya wants to get to know me?"

Yuugi was more than a little alarmed by how pleased the king seemed to be with the information. "…Yes…"

"Even though I hurt his feelings? He still wants to get to know me?"

"…I don't like where this conversation's heading…"

"Hot damn! I'll have him as my wife yet!"

Yuugi scowled and caught his cape as he tried to pass. "Hold on one minute, buster! I'm not going to let you hurt him again! We have to set some guidelines!"

Seto blinked in surprise, then turned toward him, confused. "Guidelines?"

"Yes, guidelines! You really hurt Katsuya's feelings, and I like him!"

"…What kind of guidelines?"

The feline frowned at him for a moment, then sighed and scratched his head thoughtfully. "Perhaps we should write this down. …Just so you can have a written reference, of course; I'm not going to watch you try and court him or anything."

The king sighed, then trudged over to his desk again, now looking like a petulant child being told he couldn't open his gifts until later in the morning. "Alright, fine."

Yuugi tilted his head and couldn't help a small, affectionate smile. He could tell that Seto was sincere about his liking for the blond; he just had problems showing it. …Of course, that just meant that he'd probably have a few more 'guidelines' than a regular person. "Okay. Let's get started."

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Mokuba was surprised to say the least when he found his brother still in his nook in the library when he returned from courting the neighboring kingdom's princess. Seto preferred to retire early, so he could get up early. Also, he was studying a few sheets of paper, which was even more surprising; he got up early just so he could finishhis paperwork. Then, just before dinner, he'd take care of anything that had popped up while he was speaking with the people of the kingdom, and then he'd have supper and relax. Something must have been wrong.

Fearing the worst (like a war, or news that their cocoa bean crops weren't doing well), he stepped up to his brother's desk and asked, "Seto? Is something wrong?"

"What? No. Everything's fine. How was your date?" the brunet replied, not even looking up from his papers.

Mokuba frowned again. "…It was fun. She was cute and witty; I like her. …What are you reading?"

Seto snorted in annoyance. "The guidelines Yami's little miniature set for me if I wanted to continue courting Katsuya. I want him as my wife, remember? Since Katsuya doesn't have any family, Yuugi has taken on that position. …He made me sign an agreement to follow these guidelines and actually kept a copy of it, too." He gave the papers a sour expression. "I'm trying to memorize them, so I don't have to keep looking back at them every time I try to have a conversation with him."

"May I see?" the younger boy asked, reaching slightly for the papers. When his brother grunted and waved him on, he took the papers and raised an eyebrow. "He's… very thorough."

"Outrageously so, yes."

1. NO MENTIONS OF SEX!

It makes Katsuya feel awkward, and it seems as if you're trying to push him into it. He doesn't like it and it doesn't help your case. It makes him think you're a sex-hungry fiend just looking for a whore. Katsuya is not a whore. Any mentions of sex—if any—should be well-timed and made in good taste. As in, joking. And make it clear you're joking.

2. NO TOUCHING!

Any touching that occurs should be started by Katsuya. If he wants to be touched, he will let you know, in which case you may touch, but never more than he allows. Let him touch you first if necessary, to get comfortable with being around you; he won't do anything sexual until he's completely comfortable with you and trusts you.

3. THREE FOOT RULE!

Unless Katsuya makes the move to get closer, stay outside his personal bubble. End of story—no ifs, ands, or buts.

4. ELASTIC CLAUSE

As I have no other rules coming to mind right now—other than the basics of being polite and courteous, yada yada—I reserve the right to make up new rules to suit Katsuya's needs. If you disagree with any rule I may put in place, I have some NOT SO ELASTIC CLAWS.

So there weren't many rules, but the feline had gone on to list words that could be misconstrued as 'sexual' that he should avoid and forms of flirting that he was allowed. Outrageous.

"So you're going to try again, then?" Mokuba asked, raising an eyebrow, as he looked back up at his brother.

Seto snatched the papers back, scowling. "He will be my wife!"

The younger boy rolled his eyes and drawled, "Yeah, uh… I saw your 'future wife' sneaking out to the garden."

"What?"

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Katsuya rubbed his still slightly red nose and sniffled a little, coming to a stop in front of the beautiful orange roses that he'd had such a good conversation with Ka—Seto. …Whoever he was. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he had enjoyed the teasing, and the kisses. He even liked some of the conversations they'd had. It had been… it had been fun. At least, fun enough that he hadn't wanted to bash the other boy's face in the entire time.

He really wished that the brunet would learn to stop thinking with his dick and start thinking with his brain. That was one thing he found really sad—but still a bit funny; he wanted to keep this Seto nice, but he wanted him to think like Kaiba and not some sex-obsessed fiend.

He also wished that he didn't have a fluttery feeling whenever the king was being sweet, but the likelihood of either wishes coming true was close to zero.

Sighing quietly in disappointment, Katsuya reached up to trace the edge of one of the petals on a nearby rose. He gasped in surprise as a hand got his wrist and yanked him around only to find himself staring into angry blue eyes. "Ah-! K-Kai—Seto!"

"Do you know how dangerous it is out here at night?" Seto hissed, then turned and began dragging him back toward the castle. "Get you fucking kidnapped by a wild dragon—like I need the stress!"

"D-dragons?" the blond asked softly, frowning, then scowled and dug his heels into the ground, yanking his hand free of the other man's grip. "Just who the hell do you think you are? I said I didn't want to talk to you!" He yipped as something suddenly wrapped around his waist and yanked him away. "Eep!"

The black dragon that had hooked him looked him over with his sharp red eyes, nodded slightly, then let out a roar and took to the air again. The blond sighed and rested his chin on his hand. "Oh, help. Seto, please rescue me." Scowling, he shot the dragon a glare. "This is really inconvenient for me, you know! Hey! Listen to me when I'm yelling at you!"

Seto felt his eye twitch. Why was the younger boy so calm about being kidnapped by a wild dragon? Was there something wrong with him? Sighing in annoyance, he turned and ran to the stables to get Kisara; he could only hope the large female could best the black dragon without hurting his future wife.

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Katsuya normally didn't find staring contests that interesting, but ever since the dragon had landed next to the lake, there had been little to do. So he'd started a staring contest with the dragon. …The dragon was winning.

Currently, the dragon was curled up, his front legs spread before him much like a dog laying down would do. Katsuya himself was sitting about ten feet away, feet tucked up neatly so he wouldn't even risk the chance of the dragon looking up his skirt, and his arms crossed over his chest as he frowned in concentration. He would win one of the games. He would.

And that was how Seto and Kisara found them. The white dragon glanced up at her master and raised a scaly brow, as if asking, 'And you want this for your mate?'Seto merely banged his head down against her hard scales. Trust the boy he was trying to woo to get in a fucking staring contest with a dragon.

The black dragon looked up at the white one abruptly, wings flattening docilely; he could tell that the female could easily beat him, and he wasn't intending to get hurt when he kidnapped the pretty boy. He just wanted some company for a while, and the blond had looked like he wanted company, looking so sad, and then so angry when the brunet had grabbed him. How was he supposed to know the other human would get offended if he rescued the blond from someone he obviously didn't want to be with!

Kisara blinked in surprise; most males—even the ones that recognized that she could kick their asses—had still tried to challenge her. This one was… admitting to being weaker? As her master slid from her back, she grinned a feral grin that had the black dragon trying to discreetly wriggle in the opposite direction.

Sighing, Seto walked over to the blond and offered him a hand. "I was worried about you. Did the dragon hurt you?"

Katsuya sighed and took it. "No, but it wouldn't let me win a game at all."

"…Pity." The brunet pulled the dress-clad boy to his feet and checked his appearance over for injuries, then nodded a little in relief. "Okay. Well, let's—"

A loud, startled roar cut him off, and both boys turned to find that Kisara had tackled the other dragon down and was currently nuzzling at the sheath hiding the black dragon's cock. Once it was out, she mounted the smaller dragon and began rutting against him.

It was with a sick sense of fascination that Katsuya stated, "Your dragon sure knows how to take initiative." It was like watching a train crash; it was horrible, but he couldn't bring himself to look away. …His eyes would bleed later for this, he was sure.

"You're all trying to make me have an aneurism!" Seto shouted, throwing his hands up in frustration. "I'm going to get so stressed that I'm going to either have a heart attack or an aneurism!"

Ignoring the black dragon's frantic whines, the blond frowned and grabbed his sleeve. "How is this stressful? They're not hurting each other or anything. He didn't hurt me. What's wrong?"

The king snorted in annoyance and crossed his arms, narrowing his eyes at the smug-looking white dragon. "I'm not giving you any treats for this!" Kisara looked toward him and whined, pausing in her mating for a moment. When she saw that he wouldn't relent, she scowled at him before going back to humping the other dragon. The brunet scowled as well. "Oh, that's really mature!"

The black dragon bleated pitifully, writhing beneath the female, before throwing his head back in a roar of completion. Letting his head loll to the side, he whimpered and tried to crawl out from under her, but she locked her thighs together, keeping him from moving.

Katsuya frowned, brows furrowing together in concern. "Oh, look at that. He's embarrassed."

"Bah. She's figuring out how to get the egg home on her own," Seto replied, crossing his arms and glowering at her.

Finally allowing the other dragon to squirm out from under her, Kisara threw her head back and let out a pained roar, body straining to push out the egg. The black dragon watched in concern, snuffling her neck soothingly, then looked down in surprise when he heard a wet 'plop.'

The blond human took a step back in horror. "Oh God, that's so gross!"

"You act as if you've never seen a dragon lay an egg before," the king stated, then turned to see his absolutely mortified expression. "Oh. You never have."

The male dragon sniffed at the egg for a moment, then grasped it between his front claws, looking up at the white dragon curiously and letting out soft murmurs of confusion. Kisara sniffed indignantly, then reached with her tail for the brunet to place him on her back. As an afterthought, she reached for the blond and placed him on her back as well, then turned to purr at the other dragon and twitch her wings.

Seto huffed and reached back for the other boy's hands. "Wrap your arms around me. Flying on a dragon's back is different from flying in the grasp of its tail."

Katsuya scowled at him but wrapped his arms around the brunet's waist nonetheless. "Fine. …What's she doing with her wings, anyway?"

"Inviting him to come to her 'den.'" The king growled in annoyance and crossed his arms. "I knew she'd be a pain when she grew up, but I didn't expect her to just claim a wild dragon like that."

The blond gasped and hugged the older teen tighter as the white dragon took off, terrified that he'd be knocked off her back. "Ah-!"

Seto blushed a little and looked down at the arms clinging to his waist, then hesitantly laid his hands on the other boy's. "Don't worry. I won't let you fall."

Katsuya frowned, opening his eyes slowly, then nodded a little and snuggled closer to him. "Okay." He promised himself to try not to be so snappy to the other boy after this. He'd only had his best interest in mind, after all. …He only hoped that they'd have more real conversations after this.
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