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Puppyshipping Drabbles	By : ChibiRinni Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 11217 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or any songs used in this fic. I make no money off this.

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Author’s Note: Alright, it’s time for the one readers have been waiting for: Touch 3. You can all thank iHeartyaoi3 for this update. Their long review gave me the inspiration to continue this. I enjoy long reviews, suggestions are ALWAYS welcome, and I hope everyone is happy with this one. Enjoy!
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Drabble 5: Touch 3

Kaiba had, somehow, made it to his room. It didn’t matter what time it was, he was annoyed.

“Damn wine,” he cursed and rolled over in his bed, “Couldn’t just enjoy the afterglow. I just had to open my mouth and insert my foot. Now I’ll be lucky if he even looks in my direction, let alone want to…” The CEO sighed and lay flat on his back. He closed his eyes and tried to sleep. Thankfully he wouldn’t have a hangover; he had only drunk enough to turn him into an idiot.

“KAIBA SETO! GET OUT HERE THIS INSTANT,” raged Mokuba as he banged on his brother’s locked door hours later. Said Kaiba quickly sat upright before flopping back down with a groan. The banging didn’t stop and with a huff he climbed out of bed, put his robe around his nude form, and unlocked the door for his brother. Mokuba wasted no time in shoving himself into his brother’s room.

“Where is Jounouchi?” The boy demanded; giving his best glare with his arms crossed over his chest. Seto shrugged his shoulders.

“I haven’t the faintest.”

“Liar! You kicked him out, didn’t you? The second I got to my room you told him to piss off, didn’t you?” He sneered at his older sibling.

“I did no such thing! He left of his own accord.” One elegant brown eyebrow lifted at the devious smirk that crossed the younger boy’s face.

“That so; guess you won’t mind me looking at the video footage then,” Mokuba turned to leave, knowing he would find out why his friend hadn’t stayed.

“Mokuba… I erased it!” Seto lied, crossing his arms over his chest and glaring at his brother’s back.

“I don’t believe you, Seto. I’m going to go look anyway… unless you have something to tell me. I’ll find out either way,” the youth challenged. Weighing the options in his mind, including who could get to their computer fast enough, the CEO sighed.

“You aren’t going to be happy.” Mokuba turned around with an angry pout.

“Of course Seto, I’m just so thrilled right now. How could you possibly ruin my good mood?” Seto sighed and sat on the edge on his bed, mindful of his nude state under his robe.

“When you went up stairs, I knew you weren’t coming down. I told the Mutt he should just go. Instead of listening, he offered to give me a massage. You know I get really relaxed with the wine, so I let him. Then I started to return the favor and…” He stopped for a moment, trying to think of something else to say other than the full truth.

“Oh my flippin’ Gwad; you hit on him, didn’t you?” Mokuba screeched, “I can’t believe you! I finally get Jounouchi to come over and you drool all over him and scare him away! What were you thinking,” when his brother opened his mouth to respond, Mokuba interrupted him, “Never mind. I don’t want to know what you were thinking.” Mokuba smacked his forehead with his palm a few times before pulled up a chair that was in the corner of the room.

“It wasn’t… Mokuba, don’t look at me like that!” The CEO glared in return while the younger boy tried to jab holes in his soul with his laser gaze.

“Like what, Seto? You’ve never hit on any of my other friends, but you just had to hit on Jounouchi! So he turned you down and stormed out?” At the silence, Mokuba lifted a brow and motioned his hands in a, “well… continue”, as he waited for an answer.

“It didn’t exactly end there,” the dark haired boy’s eyes widened in realization, “after we were done… massaging… each other… I said something inconsiderate. He got angry, said a few things, and left pissed off. I tried to stop him, but he wouldn’t listen.” Mokuba threw himself back in the chair and slumped in it. His hands covered his eyes and he whined.

“I can’t believe you Seto! I always thought you liked Jounouchi, but this is a little much. You did… IT with him! I don’t know who I’m more annoyed at: you for seducing Jounouchi, or Jounouchi for being seduced! Hormones my butt! I just… You just… Now I want a drink!” The boy grumbled and turned back to his brother, “Now what?” Seto sighed and rested his elbows in his knees, sitting his chin on his palms in thought.

“I’ve been asking myself the same question.” They were silent for a moment, the younger brother mirroring the older one’s pose.

“You… are going to apologize to him.”

“Out of the question,” the CEO stated with finality, glaring at the other male. He received a glare in return.

“Bull; you will call him right now and apologize for being a jerk. You will tell him that you will make it up to him. You will take him to dinner or give him a present or kiss his feet for all I care! You will make amends with my friend, now! If you don’t, I’ll make sure the press gets a hold of some interesting information about the strange packages you received a few months ago; some containing “toys”, of the adult kind.” Sharp blue eyes widened and then narrowed dangerously.

“You do that and I will torch your entire game collection, take away your allowance, have you home schooled, and only let you eat liver with vegetables!” Mokuba didn’t budge and stood up from the chair.

“You don’t scare me, Seto! Neither does your bluff. If you kept me home, I would make this mansion a living heck for you! You know I’m capable,” the boy pulled out his phone and hit a few numbers, “Yes, channel seven? This is anonymous here. I have a nice little tid bit about Kaiba Seto, CEO of Kaiba Corp. Are you interested in it?” Seto snagged the phone and placed it to his ear.

“Just one second sir,” said a cheery woman on the line, “Alright, what’s the dish on Kaiba. Is he dating someone? Is he selling secrets? Is it something naughty?” With a growl the brunette hung the phone up, glaring daggers at his younger brother.

“Fine; I’ll call that damn Mutt and invite him to dinner! If he hangs up on me, I don’t have to do anything! What’s his number?” The CEO pulled out his own cell phone.

“Puh-lease, Seto. You have his number saved on speed dial 7. Just call him and get it over with.” Mokuba was secretly patting himself on the back. He had that recording as his voicemail for a long time and was finally able to use it against his brother! With an annoyed snort, Seto hit 7 and waited for the blond to pick up the phone.

“Make sure you sound sincere and nice,” Mokuba scolded his brother who glared at him harder before parting his lips to speak.

“Ahmmn, ‘low,” came a tired yawn of a greeting, “Who’s call n’ dis er-lee?” Seto took a deep breath and slowly let it out.

“You’re coming to dinner with Mokuba and me at 6:30 pm sharp. My behavior last night was uncalled for and I want to make it up to you.” There was a silence on the other line for a long moment. Kaiba thought the blond might have hung up until he heard a strangled sigh, as if the other was fighting with himself.

“Kaiba? Are ya outta yer fuck n’ mind? Like I wanna be in da same room as you! What, last night not good enough of a laugh fer ya? Wanna have me throw you on da table and slam into ya till ya beg? Give yer brother a show or somethin’?” The taller male’s mouth twitched in anger.

“I know I said a few things that were uncalled for.”

“Uncalled for? Ya practically tol’ me you’da fucked which eva friend Mokuba had invited from my group of friends! Then, ya tell me that one a muh best friends woulda been a horrible lay! For your information, you stupid, inconsiderate, prick, Honda is straight! Yugi may be bi, but he’s got no interest in your cold hearted ass!” Seto sighed and narrowed his eyes even though the blond couldn’t see him do it.

“That is unneeded information. I didn’t mean what I said last night in the way that I said it. I’ll make it up to you if you will just come here for dinner.” He could nearly feel the heat of the other boy’s anger through the phone and, for the life of him, he couldn’t get the thoughts of turning that anger into violent passion out of his mind.

“What da hell did ya mean then? Why da fuck would you a said it like dat anyway then?” Jounouchi was livid. He’d just given up being a virgin, trying his best to please the cold hearted bastard, and, come to find out, it was all some twisted game; and to think, he even entertained the idea of being in like with Kaiba Seto!

“I meant,” the brunette walked away a few steps from his brother and whispered into the phone, “I meant to say something else and instead that come out. I’ve thought about having you over several times in the last few months and didn’t want to get in a fight with you trying to invite you over! I have no interest in any of your friends. Ra only knows why I have this interest in you!” He growled before turning back to his brother who lifted a brow in curiosity. There was no way the CEO was going to explain himself to both his brother and the Mutt! Again the line was silent.

“You gotta weird way a sayin’ you gotta crush on me.” Jounouchi deadpanned. He continued to let the fact of it sink into his mind. Kaiba was always saying things to hurt his feelings and get a rise out of him. Despite the fact that he’d, otherwise, enjoyed himself at the Kaiba Manor, but the blond was in no hurry to return.

“Hnn,” was the only response he received from the other male. Silence once again took hold of their conversation, or lack thereof.

“Well; is he coming over for dinner?” Mokuba pressed, not sure what was going on. If the call had been on a land line, he would have been listening in just to make sure things were more positive than negative.

“I’m trying,” Seto mouthed to his sibling who glared hard in response.

“Kaiba Seto you say you are sorry this instant!” The dark haired boy growled through gritted teeth. For a moment the brothers stood there, one shaking his head no and the other shaking his head yes.

“You aint gonna boss me around, Moneybags. I got betta things ta do than deal with you. I’m not coming.”

“Would you stop being stubborn and just come over? Just… Name it.” The CEO demanded suddenly.

“Name what?” The blond was confused. What was Kaiba trying to get at?

“Your price; name your price! What do you want me to do to make up for my unacceptable behavior?” A look of victory crossed Mokuba’s features. It was close enough to an apology. Jounouchi was busy thinking.

“Ya mean ta tell me, if I said it’d take billions of yen ta make it up ta me, you’d write me a check?” Seto’s features scrunched together as if he’d eaten the sourest lemon on the planet. A quick thought of, “So, he is after my money after all,” passed through his mind. With gritted teeth, he growled his answer.

“Yes, I would.” He could imagine the greedy look on the other boy’s face and he felt his stomach drop to his knees. The blond was one of the few people he thought wouldn’t care about his money like that, but he realized now how wrong he had been.

“Geeze Moneybags, you’re serious… Fine, I’ll come ova fer dinner. Ya said 6:30, right? I’ll tell ya my “price” then. Tell Mokuba I had fun hang n’ wit ‘im.” The blond ended the call without saying goodbye and flopped back on his bed. What would he tell Kaiba that he wanted? The part of his mind that was still looking for a fight after what had happened wanted revenge.

“I should demand he kiss Honda; tell n’ me he’d be bad in bed,” he chuckled, “Then again, that would freak Hon’ out too much. Maybe I should have it be something small? Make him stop callin’ me dog names or ta stop bullyin’ Yug’ n’ all a us? Or maybe,” a grin crossed his face, “I could make it something dirty; demand he let me take ‘im over his desk while hes got a meetin’ goin’ at da same time. Bet he’d have a hard time make n’ a speech wit my dick up his ass!” The ideas were endless, some out of revenge, others out of true feelings, and a few even about “dirty” things.

Seto ground his teeth together and closed his phone. Mokuba searched his brother’s face for an answer, but could only see anger and a little hurt. When his brother didn’t say anything after a few minutes, he decided to break the silence.

“Well… What did he say?” The cold glare he received made him wince internally.

“When he gets here he’s going to give me a nice big number for me to write him a check for. That’s his price. I can’t believe I,” Seto took a deep breath and slowly let it out, trying not to let his anger give him a migraine. Mokuba frowned.

“Seto, that doesn’t sound like Jou at all,” when the glare of anger returned to him, the boy held up his hands, “I just think you misunderstood him. It wouldn’t be the first time you both had a miscommunication with each other. I’m glad he’s coming over. You need to stop fighting with my friends… and stop fucking them over!” Mokuba demanded and quickly rushed from the room before his brother scolded him for his language. Said brother raged internally for a few minutes before becoming his normal icy calm. The CEO went about his normal morning routine before he started some of his work from home. Nothing bad had been happening at Kaiba Corp, for the moment at least, so he had been able to spend more time working from home.

“I can’t believe I wanted… and then let that greedy Mutt take me,” Seto thought to himself while he typed, “and, oh fuck was he good. Virgin my ass… literally; damn, now that I’ve finally felt real cock, how the hell am I going to be able to go back to the cheep rubber knock-offs? Just the thought of having that dog ram his dick inside my ass has me breaking out in goose bumps! Despite that, it’s never going to happen again. I’ll just pay him his price and move on… Maybe Otogi could… Nah, he’s too much like a girl for my taste anyway.” The brunette continued these thoughts throughout the day until it was just about time for the blond to show up. He wasn’t looking forward to the male returning, though his cock was getting hard despite his desire to will it away, and was ready with his check book.

The entire day went by all too fast for Jounouchi, who spent most of the day catching up on sleep before cleaning his room. He gathered a few things, not sure what to expect –maybe he’d be asked to sleep over for Mokuba, and when the time came he headed out. The ideas were still running through his head, but he already knew what he was going to ask of the other. He wondered if his “price” was going to be too much for the other to handle.

The blond arrived at exactly 6:30 in the evening and smiled in a greeting to Mokuba who answered the door, “Hey there, Bud! Sorry I skipped out on ya.” He said with a sheepish smile, scratching the back of his head. The dark haired boy dragged him inside, dropping the small duffle bag next to the door, and hurried him to the dining hall.

“It’s okay Jou. Seto told me what happened and he’s really sorry for being a jerk, aren’t you, Seto?” Mokuba growled at his brother who was standing at the head of the table. The brunette had his arms crossed with an “I’m-not-apologizing-for-anything” look on his face. Jounouchi silently hoped Kaiba hadn’t told his brother the whole story. He wasn’t proud of himself for jumping right in with the CEO. He didn’t need the dark haired boy to think bad of him.

“Mokuba, the Mutt and I have some business to discuss. If you’ll give us some time, dinner will be ready in a few and this shouldn’t take us long.” With a huff, the youngest male in the room stomped out. He didn’t care if he looked like a brat doing it either. Seto pulled out a check and picked up the pen on the table.

“Your price?” His voice was extra cold and edgy, something that made the blond shiver.

“Ya don’t need tat fer what I’m askin’.” Blue eyes shifted and glared with an edge of confusion around the edges, “Kaiba, sit.” Jounouchi rounded the table and sat so he would be across from his rival. After a moment the CEO followed suit and sat down, instantly steepling his fingers in his “this-is-just-business” way. Jounouchi mimicked the other’s body language and glared back, enjoying the other’s slightly confused look. The blond realized the CEO didn’t want to be in control of everything, but he expected there to be a fight about who was in control regardless.

“My price is a sorta game. A one sided game.” Seto crossed his arms over his chest and sat back in his chair.

“You want me to lose to you at Duel Monsters? That sounds more pa…” Jounouchi shot up in his chair, slamming his hands loudly on the table.

“Will ya shut da fuck up an lemme finish? Gawd Kaiba, ya really can’t show me any fuck n’ respect for five seconds, can ya?” The CEO looked insulted for a moment, but said nothing. The blond sat back down and scowled at the other.

“The game is called twenty questions. I get ta ask ya twenty questions an ya hafta answer wit da truth. Normally, you get ta ask me questions back, but I want a one-sided game. Only I get ta ask the questions. Get it? What do ya say? An ta think, it didn’t cost ya a fuck n’ yen.” Jounouchi’s golden eyes were hot with a fire of something Seto couldn’t place. It was an equivalent to his stare of ice. Knowing the harm that it could do, regardless of how innocent Jounouchi acted like the game was, the CEO felt the need for some conditions.

“I’ll play your game under one condition: there will be no questions about my company or my little brother.” The blond nodded once.

“Fine; I wasn’t plan n’ on ask n’ bout eitha of those tings anyway. I also got a condition. This ain’t no yes or no game. If I don’t think you’re answer n’ it enough, I’ll expect more of an answer. Think of it like them essay questions that got a “and why” at da end of um… Sound good?” Seto took a moment to think before nodding in agreement.

“Deal; begin your questions.” Jounouchi smirked, feeling like he was about to be in control.

“Question one: Before yesterday, how many others have ya been wit?” Seto’s jaw clenched for a moment, “An ya can’t pass up the questions. There’s no “pass” in dis game.” Jounouchi added as an afterthought. He watched the look on Seto’s face grew sourer with each passing moment.

“None; you have been the only person I’ve ever done it with,” at Jounouchi’s unbelieving look, Kaiba sighed, “I have toys. I just don’t count them as a partner.” His cheeks had a light tint of pink to them that had the blond nodding in acceptance of the answer.

“Question two: When didja start like n’ me, as in… Well, whatever ya wanna call us, if there is an us.” The blond frowned, unsure of a proper title without it sounding too girly.

“I noticed you from day one. I just decided to ignore it due to my prior objectives at the time.” Jounouchi frowned.

“Ya mean ta tell me that ya liked me from da get go? Why da hell ya treat me like shit then?” The CEO couldn’t help the smirk that crossed his face.

“Are those two questions three and four?” With a huff, Jounouchi rolled his eyes.

“Question three: If ya like me, why do ya treat me like shit all da time?” The brunette sighed and leaned back in his chair. The questions weren’t as bad as he thought they’d be, but he realized this might take a lot more time than he thought.

“At first I did it because I didn’t want to acknowledge to myself that I wanted your company. Then it became a way of proving to myself the reasons why I shouldn’t attempt to… pursue you. When that failed to alter my desires, I tried other things before finally concluding I should just ask you flat out. By the time I came to that conclusion, we had been on each other’s bad side for a couple of years and me suddenly coming onto you wouldn’t have been something you would have gone for. Now do you understand?” The Puppy blinked in surprise before a blush danced across his cheeks.

“Yeah… I get it… Um, question four: Why did ya go after me last night?” The CEO shrugged.

“I saw an opportunity and went for it.” When he didn’t continue, Jounouchi asked his next question.

“Numba five: Did ya get what ya wanted?” Lids closed slowly over ice blue orbs. He took a deep breath, leaned his head back against the chair and slowly let the air out. His eyes remained closed, as if he didn’t want to look the other in the face.

“For the most part… yes, I did. I would have preferred a different ending to the evening, but I was the one to ruin that. Perhaps it was my subconscious trying one last attempt to show me that I shouldn’t want you. I’d like to say I got my… desires for you out of my system, but that would be a lie.” To the untrained eye it would look as if Kaiba was relaxing, but he was tenser in his chair than he was during a takeover at Kaiba Corp.

“Six: Did ya really make up all that stuff about that massage, just ta get me ta touch ya more?” Jounouchi was torn between being annoyed, angry, happy, smug, or any other assortment of emotions. The brunette chuckled softly, but didn’t open his eyes.

“I made it up mainly so I could touch you. I only hoped that your eagerness would continue and you would want to return the favor.”

“Seven: What do ya hope ta get out of me?” One blue eye opened and regarded the question.

“Elaborate; get out of you?” The blond glanced away, nervous for a moment.

“What I mean is… If ya really wanna try out what ya tink we got here… Uh, I mean…”

“You mean if I want a relationship of some kind with you?” The pink danced across the blond’s cheeks again and he ducked his head down.

“Well, yeah…” He finished weakly. Seto sat up and leaned on the table.

“Neither of us seem like the overly romantic type. We aren’t girls… I’m not sure. I have never dated before… I’m not trying to avoid the question. I don’t really have an answer for it. I wouldn’t mind trying for something if you were willing.” Jounouchi was bouncing off the walls in his head. Kaiba didn’t want to use him like some whore. The other male wanted to try a relationship with him, something he wasn’t opposed to either. It would be different, but interesting if he and the CEO went out on a few dates. Couldn’t hurt to try then, could it?

“Um, eight: Why are ya a… well, a… bottom?” It was the brunette’s turn to blush. He cleared his throat for a moment, obviously dreading a question like this.

“I… I have always been a controlling person. I don’t like things to be out of my hands. It makes it hard for me to relax and go with the situation. I worry and nitpick and edit things to death. I’m an A blood type. It’s something I can’t help, but there are moments where I just want to let someone else take control of the situation for a moment. Unless the person I’m with is going to shove it in my face, I find the idea of allowing them to do as they please soothing for me. It’s about the only way I think I’ll be able to relax.” The CEO shifted his eyes around, suddenly wishing dinner was now.

“Question nine: Did I hurt ya? I wasn’t lie n’ bout it be n’ my first time.” Jounouchi scratched the back of his head, suddenly wishing the same thing as the other. He didn’t have very many questions left that he wanted real answers from, but he was sure he could always make up a few to ask later.

“No, you were fine. It didn’t hurt as much as I thought it would, but it was more pleasant than I thought it would be as well. I may have nothing to compare you to, but if you wanted to try again, I doubt I would turn you down.” Jounouchi forced down a pleased giggle threatening to burst out of his chest and turned beat red instead.

“Thanks… Um, question ten: What did ya really tell Mokuba bout what happened?” The CEO shook his head.

“No questions about my brother.” The blond frowned.

“Oh, come on Kaiba! Da kid answered da door an said ya tole him what happened. I don’t need yer brother think n’ I’m some gold dig n’ whore if ya tole him what might be your version of how things happened! I just wanna know how much he knows!”

“No details, but I know you two did the horizontal mambo.” Mokuba gave a slightly disgusted look at the two, not wanting to imagine what had really happened. As far as he was concerned, neither of the males in front of him had a “penis”. They were Ken dolls, plain and simple.

“Mokuba; have you been eavesdropping this whole time?” Kaiba snapped, his cheeks tinting more red than pink.

“Gawd no Seto! I just headed in here now to tell you they are bringing out dinner. I just happened to hear the question. I don’t think you’re a whore either Jou. I think you are both idiots, but I don’t know too many people who treat each other like crap while secretly harboring feelings for the other. You both deserve each other.” Both of the older teens just stared at the dark haired youth. Before anyone could say anything else, the waiting staff entered with large plates of food. The blond made quick eye contact with his rival to say, “We will finish this game later,” without announcing it to the staff or Mokuba. Seto wasn’t sure if he was ready for another ten questions.

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Author’s note: I hope the game answered most of your questions about Kaiba. I think the uke explanation fits him well. At first I thought of this drabble as being kind of fun, but something I could work on much later. Now, thanks to the reviewers, mainly iHeartyaoi3, I’m starting to really get into writing more for Touch. Don’t worry, there are plenty more drabbles to be written! I promise to make more Seto uke stories for those who have a hard time finding them, even if they are hard for me to write. Also, if there are questions you want to have Jou ask Seto, let me know and I’ll see what I can do! Till next time!
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