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Black Chaos	By : DragonMistress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2513 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I make no money from this story and do not own Yu-Gi-Oh. I just own the plot or lack thereof.

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Okay, this chapter if Jou/Seto centric with a guest appearance by priest Set! Be warned, there is angst in this chapter. I tried not to make Jou out to be sniffling, pathetic mess like he is in most fics, but alas there has to be some angst before I show just how incredible he is. And there is some fluff. I tried not to be too OOC but fluff out of either of those two jackasses is bound to be OOC. Well, I can see Jou doing it somewhat, considering his friendship tirades, but Seto seems like a whole other story.
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Before Seto and Katsuya could bother beginning talking to each other, Britney Spears “Baby One More Time” pierced shrilly through the room. Seto raised an elegant brow as he realized it was the other’s ringtone, wondering if he were some kind of masochist, or was simply that gay.
“Oh, what have I done to deserve the pleasure this time?” he heard the blonde speak into the phone. He couldn’t quite make out the voice on the other end, only that it was rich and deep like his own.
“Hm, let me get my laptop out. We’ll skype about this. Just give me a minute. And put some goddamned clothes on this time!” he snapped before closing his phone and dragging a surprisingly high end laptop from his bag. Kaiba looked at him questioningly, because from what he knew the mutt was dirt poor.
“It was a gift. He insisted, and the bastard doesn’t seem to understand the word ‘no’,” he explained, seeing Kaiba’s look. Now Kaiba was more confused, who was this ‘he’? A boyfriend? His father? A teacher? He heard the other click a few buttons before frowning at the screen.
“You know, Set, I said clothes. That is not clothes,” he said to the screen. Set? Oh yeah, Seto thought, his ‘yami’ or whatever.
“Oh, my golden one, you know how I relish making you squirm,” the voice that was way too similar to Seto’s spoke.
“Don’t start with the pet names, I’m in no mood. I didn’t sleep at all last night, okay? Now show me this gift you received so I can explain it to you,” the blonde sighed. Kaiba wondered if the ancient spirit and Jou were dating. Surely Jou wouldn’t have slept with him if he were taken, right?
“My secretary gave me this. She said I need to loosen up. How is this thing supposed to help me?” the rich voice asked, confusion apparent. Katsuya face-palmed, and laughed.
“It’s called a vibrator. You fuck yourself with it, or someone else. And you do need to loosen up, but there are plenty of other ways that don’t include a vibrator to do that. Take a bubble bath, or get drunk, or try smiling. Not that cocky ass smirk, but smiling. Like this,” Katsuya smiled brightly at the screen.
“The sun seems black in comparison to your smile, my pet,” Seto wanted to gag at the sentiment, and apparently, so did Katsuya.
“Oh, don’t start that shit. I’m not your pet, or anyone’s pet for that matter! Believe me, I get enough dog comments out of your hikari to last a lifetime. I don’t need you comparing me to an animal too, you rich bastard,” Katsuya snapped, glaring at the screen. He heard the other chuckle softly.
“But you are just too endearing when you’re angry, my golden one. I’m sure my light irritates you for the same reason I do, to see that fire in your eyes. How is my gem doing?” Kaiba scowled at the other one referring to him as his ‘gem’, but was thankful Katsuya was not alerting his darker half to his presence.
“Kaiba is just fine. He’s still richer than you, better looking than you, and smarter than you. We’re working on a school project, actually. Gotta psychoanalyze each other. Considering he’s about as approachable as an electric fence, this should be interesting,” the blonde knew that the brunette on the screen before him was just like the one behind the desk in front of him; overly cocky. He couldn’t help but want to rub his ego the wrong way.
“Don’t worry, pet, I’m confident you will come out on top. You are very observant and exceptionally bright. You’ve probably figured him out already, knowing you. Now he figuring you out is a different story. You’re quite complex. Insecure yet confident, a lover and a fighter, it’s quite odd. Did you get your acceptance letter yet?” Kaiba listened, and hoped to whatever higher power was out there that he hadn’t slept with someone else’s boyfriend. He would feel incredibly used if that was the case.
“Yep, they offered a scholarship, too! I’m heading to Princeton this fall! Am I still going to be crashing at your place?” That surprised Kaiba. Jou got into PRINCETON? And to think all these years he had pegged him as a dumb blonde. Everyone had, really, even his friends, but Set seemed to know him better than anyone, and this bothered him. Those damned unexplained emotions welled up in him again.
“Of course. You know I would never allow you to dwell in such a classless place. You should get my light to join you. Then I would have my pet and my gem at my disposal.”
“Look, for the last time, we are not having sex. We are not dating. And me, you, and Kaiba are not going to have a threesome. Get that fantasy out of your head. As hot as it is, it is simply not happening,” Well, at least Kaiba now knew the two weren’t together. But the thought of a threesome with Jou and his lookalike wasn’t as disturbing as it should have been. In fact, it was rather appealing. And Jou seemed open to the idea. As they say, you only live once.
“I will as soon as you let go of the fantasy of having sex with Seto Kaiba while hanging out of his helicopter,” Kaiba raised his eyebrows at the blonde, who was blushing and refusing to meet his gaze.
“Dude, I was drunk when I said that!” the blonde defended when the tanned man chuckled.
“Were you drunk the time you said you wanted to have sex with him in his office so loud the entire building could hear you? Or how about the one where-“
“SHUT THE FUCK UP! You want to have sex on a merry-go-round so you really have no room to make fun of me!” Katsuya screeched, blushing heavily. Kaiba felt flattered that the other had fantasized about him. He knew he had had his fair share of fantasies about the blonde. And he was pleased he was able to fulfil one of them, because he knew they had been anything but quiet in their earlier hookup. He didn’t understand how the hanging out of a helicopter one was supposed to work, but he certainly wanted to try.
“So, where’s the craziest place you have had sex, golden one?”
“The back of Kaiba’s limo,” the blonde stated, looking up at Seto and grinning like a chesire cat. Seto glared. How the hell had that happened? He was not pleased.
“And how did you pull that off?” the curious yami asked, his cerulean gaze peering at the blonde through the computer screen.
“Well, me and Atem were pretty bored one day and I was skipping class. We were both kinda in the mood and kinda pissed at Kaiba, and wanted a way to get back at him for insulting us all the time. So, I called up his limo driver and demanded he come to the school, stay in the limo, leave the window up and not make a sound or I’d fire him. I can imitate moneybags pretty good so the dumbass bought it. The limo got there and we both hopped inside and started going at it like porn stars, making entirely too much noise and pulling some off some positions that’d make a gymnast look stiff. Then Atem started yelling ‘Ride me Blue-Eyes! Oh mighty dragon!’ and for some strange reason I started roaring, getting entirely too into it. And every time I came I would yell ‘White lightening attack!’ It was fucking great. We probably scarred the limo driver for life, but it was so worth it,” he explained, laughing.
“That is an insult to my dragon! You should be ashamed of yourself! I hope Kaiba kicks your ass for that,” he huffed, not knowing Kaiba was listening in the whole time. Oh he was pissed, but he was also quite amused. It seemed like something the Pharaoh would do, and he know knew why his limo driver had been giving him strange looks awhile back.
“Yeah, yeah, yeah, whatever. By the way, if you’re going to use that vibrator, lube it up first so you don’t hurt yourself, and find your prostrate before turning it on for the full effect. Now I gotta go. Do NOT send me dirty texts. I’ve got work to do and don’t have time for your sexual frustration today. Bye now!” the puppy exclaimed before closing his laptop.
“Mutt,” Kaiba growled, his eyes icy, and his voice even colder.
“Sorry, Kaib’. You are more than welcome to kick my ass,” he said meekly, looking like a puppy that just got caught ripping up his owner’s furniture.
“Is there anything else I should know about before I beat your ass?” and the tone of his voice made it very clear that if Jonouchi was hiding something else, he demanded to know about it that very instant.
“Well, there was a situation during Battle City, if your brother hasn’t already told you about it,” he mumbled, knowing what he was about to confess to would probably incur a wrath so strong that he’d probably be dead before he finished his story.
“A situation? And why is Mokuba involved?” the tone of his voice was quite dangerous, as it was the tone that made his employees and competitors fear for their very beings. A tone saved for firing and taking businesses down with as much brute force as possible.
“Well, he, um, walked in on me and Yug’ in the middle of something he was way too young to be seeing. We were so preoccupied that we didn’t even notice him entering the room. Apparently, he heard us and thought we were in pain, and decided to investigate. Me and Yugi finished before we finally noticed him there, staring at us, obviously unaware of exactly what we had been doing. And that’s when the questions started. We begged him to ask you about it, telling him it wasn’t our place to have that kinda talk with him. Of course, he refused to leave until we explained everything to him. That was left up to me, seeing as I’m a big brother and had been forced to have the same conversation with my sister not too long before that. I tried to be as g rated as possible, I swear. I tried explaining it’s something two people do when they love each other. But of course then he asked if he should do that with you, since you two loved each other, which led me to explaining that there are different types of love and how it isn’t appropriate to do that kind of thing with a family member,” Katsuya paused, taking in the expression on Kaiba’s face, wondering if he had a gun hidden and was about to blow his brains out for corrupting his sweet little brother.
“I thought he’d leave after that, but instead he hopped onto the bed in between us and proceeded to claim his undying love for me, telling me when he turned sixteen we were going to get married. It was cute and all, but he’s way too young to know what love is so I didn’t take him too seriously. Thank the Lord Yugi had the decency not to laugh. And then he kissed me and tried shoving his tongue down my throat, and I immediately stopped him. I value my life and I am not a pedophile so that wasn’t about to happen. He started crying and I tried to explain to him that, while he’s a great kid, he was too young for me. Not to mention if it ever got back to you I knew I was as good as dead. It was just terribly awkward all around, and I really felt like shit about it. I still do. You should’ve been the one having that talk with him, not me. Not to mention what he saw. I’ve always thought of him as a little brother, and I felt like I let him down. So please don’t kill me!” he finished, his amber eyes pleading with the over protective brother in front of him. Kaiba thought for a moment, knowing the other duelist would never do anything to intentionally corrupt Mokuba.
“I’m not going to kill you, puppy. I do find it rather amusing that he wants to marry you, though. And I was wondering about his sudden fascination with you and the geek squad. Now I know why he gets so angry when I insult you around him,” Kaiba explained, and Jonouchi let out a breath he didn’t know he’d been holding.
“It’s just a childish infatuation. Probably just likes me simply because you don’t and it’s his way of rebelling. Just be glad he hasn’t started with the ‘You don’t understand me’ and ‘I hate you’ shit. Or sneaking out. I’m sure he’s getting to that point, but I hope for your sake he stays a good kid and doesn’t put you through the bullshit I put my folks through,” Katsuya said sincerely, noticing the pain that had been numbed earlier was starting to return. His ass was on fire and he knew if he tried walking at that moment he would limp something terrible. Not to mention the sharp pain that occurred from breathing due to his surely broken ribs. His mind was still wired but his body was screaming at him with pain.
“What, the whole gang ordeal?” he asked.
“Yep and my smart ass mouth. I used to be a real bastard, you know that? I’m glad Yugi showed up and showed me I don’t have to be a complete dick in order for people to respect me. It’s a lesson you should look into, Seto. You are much too intense for a teenager. You had to grow up way too fast. I mean, I did too, but I still manage to smile and have fun. Gozaburo was a stone cold asshole and if he were alive I’d kick his snooty ass from here to Sunday. You didn’t deserve his shit. Running a company, being the best student in the school, and raising Mokuba must be tough. I’ve always respected you for that, you know,” the blonde’s warm eyes shone with honesty and true respect and Seto did feel rather touched. And those damn unidentifiable emotions in his chest and gut kicked in. He didn’t know what to say to that, though. Jonouchi had never been this civil with him. In fact, this is the first time they had ever been alone together without a fight breaking out. Not to mention not long ago they had fucked on his desk. It was all a bit confusing. Not quite sure what he was doing, he got up and approached the boy sitting on his couch, and when he reached him he cupped his chin up so the other was looking straight into his eyes. The other looked confused, and opened his mouth to say something when Seto cut him off by kissing him quite softly on the mouth.
Katsuya was a bit dumbstruck. The great Seto Kaiba, who he had decided he was in love with, was kissing him willingly for the second time that day. He hoped it meant that deep down inside it meant the gorgeous brunette felt the same way he did. When he felt Seto start pulling away, he snaked his hand around the back of the pale neck and brought his lips back down upon his own. Seto tasted like a vanilla frappe, he decided, and his lips were soft and full against his own. He pressed himself more into that delicious mouth, licking the top and bottom lip in a teasing fashion in a bid to get Seto to open his lips so he could fully explore the depths of his mouth. He was more than happy when his request was positively answered, and soon the two boys were engaged in a rather intense makeout session. Jonouchi pulled the brunette on top of him so that the other was straddling his lean hips. He let one hand bury itself in those soft chestnut tresses while the other explored the taut muscles of his back underneath his expensive dress shirt, bringing their bodies closer together.
After thoroughly ravaging Katsuya’s willing mouth, Seto began to use his mouth to explore the lightly tanned throat of the other. He had been with other people before, but none of them turned him on like the softly moaning blonde beneath him did. Wanting to hear more of those intoxicating noises, he slipped a hand inside the other boy’s shirt and began caressing the perfectly defined muscles under his fingers. The skin was smooth in some places, but felt rough in others, as though it were scarred. He didn’t mind, as he scars of his own. Using his slender fingers he rolled a nipple gently before pinching it, causing the blonde to moan louder and arch under him. He wanted to see that perfectly shaped body that was trembling beneath him, and began to push the shirt up. He looked down, expecting to see flawlessly tanned, maybe scarred skin. But what he did see made him stop. All he saw was bruises, cuts, and hickeys. Judging from the massive bruise on his torso, a rib or two had been broken. Judging from the bruises circling the slender hips, someone had taken him quite roughly. Some of the cuts looked like mere scratches, others looked deeper and more painful. Seto felt sick, knowing there was no way the hickeys scattered about the body before him had been placed by a lover.
“Who did this to you?” he asked, feeling a burning rage in his stomach. Whoever did this to his puppy was as good as dead as far as he was concerned. Jonouchi was purposely looking away, his head hung in pure shame. No one, and he meant no one, had ever seen him like this. He had no intention of ever telling anyone of the hell he experienced at home, and for all people to find out it just had to be Seto Kaiba, who would surely use this to humiliate him further. Like being businessmen’s fucktoy wasn’t bad enough.
“Katsuya, look at me. Who did this to you?” his voice had caught somewhere between stern and soft, a voice that always worked to get Mokuba to obey him. The blonde just shook his head and squeezed his eyes shut, willing himself to not cry like he wanted to. Cry because he was in pain, cry because he was ashamed, and cry because no matter what he did he would always be someone else’s bitch. He rarely allowed himself the indulgence of self-pity or angst, but at that very moment he felt completely and utterly worthless, he felt used, and he felt like a slut for how easily he was giving himself away to someone else-again. All the consensual sex he’d so casually had, just because he was desperate to feel wanted, to feel like someone actually gave a damn about him. Jonouchi was so caught up in his scathing self-loathing he didn’t notice, that in fact, he was crying. His entire form was shuddering as the unwelcome tears forced their way down his face.
Kaiba was taken aback, because Jonouchi was the last person he expected to see cry. He remembered when he was younger and would cry he would always wish for someone to hug him, but no one ever came. He had always been desperately alone in his suffering. He didn’t want Jonouchi to feel that way, so he wrapped his arms around him and pulled the sobbing boy to his chest, running his hands through the silky blonde mop, and surprising himself by kissing his forehead before nuzzling his nose into that flaxen hair he adored so much.
“How long has this been going on?” Kaiba asked, willing the other one to look at him, to speak. He had never cared about anyone outside of Mokuba, but he couldn’t deny he didn’t care about boy trembling in his arms any longer. He felt far too emotionally invested in the situation before him to deny his feelings any longer. He wanted to see him smile in the way that made his eyes sparkle, hear him taunt him with his cocky attitude, and he wanted to feel that body against his own, completing him in a way no one had ever came close to before. He loved Jonouchi, and he would be damned if someone thought they could get away with so recklessly abusing such a beautiful creature.
“I’m used to it,” he heard the completely defeated voice of his once rival speak, and looked down to see that the usually glittering amber eyes were now dull, lifeless and staring unseeingly to the side.
“Does your father know about this?” he heard rumors Jonouchi senior was a drunk, but surely he wasn’t so much of a deadbeat that he allowed such vicious things to happen to his son. He heard the other one laugh an eerie, hollow laugh.
“He’s my pimp. He sells me out to the highest bidder to pay off his debts. Sometimes he stiffs his dealer, sometimes it’s those businessmen he gambles with. Those broken ribs came courteous a guy that tried to shove his dick down my throat. I bit it so the fucker had his little friends hold me down so he could stomp on me until I almost passed out. But you see, a toy is no good if it’s unconscious so that’s when they shot me up with the meth to make sure I stayed awake. I was already piss ass drunk so that, the ice, and the pain in chest kinda wore me down. I quit fighting. I always try to fight, and sometimes I win, but more often than not I lose simply because I’m outnumbered. I quit screaming a long time ago. They get off on it too much, crying too. I’ve learned to just close my eyes, grit my teeth, and take it. It pisses them off, but I’ll be damned if I scream like a little bitch for any of them,” the CEO couldn’t believe what he was hearing. When he was being trained for taking over Kaiba Corp, his oh so lovely step-father had sometimes sold him out to seal a deal, explaining that sex was just another business transaction and that he had to learn how to take it if he wanted to get to the top. But none of those men had ever been so cruel as to torture him to elicit a response.
“But Katsuya, you’re always smiling. How do you manage to smile?” it was true, he wondered how the other boy could appear so blissful and carefree if he was subjected to treatment such as that.
“That’s easy, Seto. They can beat me, rape me, torture me, and humiliate me all they want, but they will never break me. I’ll be leaving here when school’s over to go live with Set and start college and I’m going to be somebody. I’m changing my name and everything. I’ll never be as rich as you, as popular as Yugi, or as sought after as Ryuji, but I’m going to be somebody all the same. Those bastards can’t take that away from me,” he finally met Seto’s gaze, and his eyes were full of pride. His moment of self-pity was over, and the tears had stopped. He knew he couldn’t think that way about himself, or that they would truly win. He refused to be a victim like that.
Seto looked at the blonde duelist with admiration. Unlike him, the blonde refused to let anyone put out his fire, while Gozaburo had extinguished his long ago. Breaking him in the way Katsuya refused to be broken. And then Seto was speaking before his brain could catch up.
“And that’s why I love you, puppy. You’re the fire to my ice, and I want to be burned,” he whispered, wondering what the fuck had just spilled out of his mouth. It was horribly cheesy, and he fully expected the other to burst out laughing. Instead he saw his eyes light up as his blindingly bright smile graced his way too beautiful face.
“If you’re ice, and I’m fire then I will melt you and free the real Seto that lies beneath. Not the mask you wear, but the one I see right now, the one I’m in love with, the only one who I’ve ever truly wanted,” Katsuya whispered softly, his hand lightly caressing Seto’s face, tracing each feature with awe, as though he were touching an angel before kissing him truly, madly, deeply. Okay, so maybe Katsuya had beat him out for the straight-out-of-a-romance-novel quote award, but he had never been happier to hear anyone speak in his life. And no one had ever kissed him like this in his life. It wasn’t sexual at all, but it was sensual and left him breathless all the same. They slowly parted, and sapphire met with topaz as they gazed into each other’s eyes before Jonouchi burst out laughing.
“Shit! We sound worse than those guys in those mangas my sister reads. I mean, I meant every word, but still. I’m going entirely too soft. Now all I’m ever going to be able to play are fucking love songs. What have you done to me Seto?” he grinned at the other, who couldn’t help but smile. Surely hell had frozen over somewhere during their little interlude from the supposedly heartless CEO speaking in such a manner, and smiling from his spot upon Jonouchi’s lap.
“I’ve decided to get a new puppy. I plan on bringing him home with me immediately. Mokuba will be quite pleased. He’s always wanted a Golden Retriever to play with,” he smirked, although it wasn’t a mean one, it was a trademark Seto smirk nonetheless.
“Asshole! What makes you think I’m going home with you?” he asked.
“I don’t think you will, I know you will. I refuse to let anyone else touch what is mine, and Jonouchi, you are mine. Whether you like it or not. I’m a Kaiba so you should know the word ‘no’ does not exist in my dictionary,” he explained, as though explaining the weather outside.
“Okay, okay. Pick me after I get off work and take me to my new home. I know that you know where I work so don’t bother acting dumb and pretending that you don’t. Don’t bother dressing up, either. It’s about time the real Seto Kaiba showed up. See if you can find me, because I get paid extra to dress up for the second half of the night. Now I’m going to go back home and pack my shit and meet up with Yugi and Ryou, and maybe Honda and Otogi. I’ve been distracting you from your work long enough anyway and I’m dying to know if their project is coming along as swimmingly as ours. So please remove your fine ass from my lap so that I may leave,” he said it all calmly and slightly offbeat. Seto gracefully stood back up and took refuge behind his desk and laptop as the blonde gathered his things casually and headed for the door. Before he disappeared though, he turned to leave the CEO with a thought that would distract him for the rest of the day.
“Hey, Seto? Next time we do it I’m doing to ride you like you’re a fucking Blue Eyes and I’m a Red Eyes. I going to make you roar,” he grinned mischievously before quickly exiting, leaving behind a now sexually frustrated Seto.
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I hope Jou didn’t come off as too pathetic, cause like I said, some angst was necessary to develop his character. And next chapter I promise to bring the other pairings back in, since this one was straight up puppyshipping. I know there’s a lot of implied wishshipping thus far, so I’ll try to address that next chapter. Anyone like my dragonshipping shout out? Both wish and dragonshipping are sorely underappreciated. And they make a hell of a lot more since then puppyshipping considering on the show Yugi, Jou, and Atem actually get along, constantly supporting each other and such. But I get it, Seto Kaiba is way hotter and has the appealing asshole factor that everyone knows is just pent up sexual frustration. Or maybe it’s the fact they’re the only guys on the show with believable hair. Maybe it’s their daddy angst. All I know is that this pairing is quite popular, and that I am a very loyal fan.
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