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Not Another Halloween Story	By : DragonMistress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Sorry it takes me so long to update, but I stay busy! It was just finals week so yeah! Shout out to my new beta dancing_elf for taking the time to read this stuff! Well, here you go!
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Yugi might have been a lot of things, but oblivious he was not. He noticed Kaiba trailing behind Jonouchi, observed the look on his face and his body posture. One of the main reasons he had kissed Jonouchi in that moment was to send a message to Kaiba. He wanted Kaiba to know that he should back off his current, tentative conquest. And even if he didn’t want to sleep with his best friend, Kaiba was an ass that could not be trusted. He would probably do something like use Jonouchi, break his heart, or publicly humiliate him. Maybe it would be all three at once. The options were endless. But regardless, Yugi knew Jonouchi would more than likely have some twisted attraction towards the CEO. Why assholes had such sexual appeal was beyond him, but Kaiba definitely had that appeal.
Hell, even Yugi would take a chance on him in a purely sexual sense. As far as dating went though, he was perfectly content with Yami. Yami was sweet, caring, loyal, wise…so many good things. He was the perfect boyfriend except in one department: the bedroom. Sleeping with Jonouchi one time had given him more pleasure than probably all of the previous month’s sex with Yami. Sure he was getting blown at the same time but for some reason that wasn’t a factor for him. Then again, it’s not like he was going to break up with Yami to date Jou, he just wanted to sleep with Jou. Surely Yami could understand that, right? Yeah, right. He was being a terrible boyfriend. Why did teenage hormones have to torment him so much? He only wanted Jou because he was sexy as hell and good in the sack. He surmised that blondes really do have more fun.
Yugi mused it wasn’t so bad to just be sexually attracted to another boy. Obviously, Yami had the same attraction or he wouldn’t have brought up the threesome idea. Sexual attraction was innocent; it was romantic attraction that destroyed relationships. Perhaps Yami would be down with a more open relationship, or Jou could just join in more often. But if Kaiba got involved, he knew there was a snowball’s chance in hell of that happening. Kaiba just screamed jealous, possessive type. If Kaiba had Jou, Yugi would probably be lucky to even look at Jou ever again, much less sleep with him. Yami had unintentionally opened up a can of worms in his opinion, and he wondered if he could close it.
With that in mind, he texted Jou and apologized for coming onto him so strong. The last thing he wanted to do was ruin their friendship. ‘Surely Jou-kun wouldn’t throw away our friendship so easily…’ he thought to himself as he awaited Jonouchi’s reply. The thought of losing his best friend terrified him. He didn’t want to go back to the days of getting picked on and having only Anzu to confide in. Now that would suck. Next, he texted his boyfriend to let him know he wanted to talk about the situation. As mentioned before, Yugi might be a lot of things, but dishonest he was not.
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Upon receiving Yugi’s text Jounouchi felt something very akin to relief. He definitely did not want to be labeled a home wrecker by coming in between two people in what he considered a strong and stable relationship. He knew in the near future he would need to have a discussion with Yugi about it, because if sex was all he wanted, he could get it from Yami. If Yami needed improvement, that could be fixed. Sex was like anything else, it took practice to get better and some people just don’t have the natural ability. If one had both natural talent and ability to practice though, things always worked out better. Kind of like sports and music. There might be a barrage of talented singers, but the ones who really work for it are the ones who usually top the charts. ‘Or are just lucky as hell,’ he thought to himself. Just when he had started thinking so introspectively about this he wasn’t sure, but he figured it was better than being a truly dumb blonde. What was with that stereotype anyway? He’d seen plenty of dumbass brunettes (Honda, for example) yet it was his hair color that got the bad rap. Not fair in his opinion.
“Pops, I’m home!” he said in English when he got through the door. His dad, being from America, refused to speak Japanese unless at work where it was required. His surname was Japanese though because his father’s father had been from Japan. So Jonouchi was mostly Japanese and only perhaps one-fourth American. Not that it mattered: he lived in Japan, used Japanese currency, and adhered to Japanese laws; so it didn’t matter how Western he was in the grand scheme of things. The legal age being 20 was pretty dumb in his opinion, but considering his dad purchased him booze and smokes regularly and that he had a fake ID to get into bars and clubs, it didn’t really concern him. Besides, the drugs he and his dad often shared weren’t legal at any age. Both of the Jonouchis didn’t seem too bothered by that little thing called the law. It wasn’t like they were raping on the streets and stashing bodies, so they both figured they were doing alright.
“Back already, you piece of shit?” Jonouchi Sr. asked from his spot on the couch where he was lovingly cradling a bottle of Jack in one hand and a big fat blunt in the other.
“Yeah, fuck you, too,” Jou snorted as he plopped beside his old man and took a swig from the bottle after he snatched it from his dad’s hand. He knew Yugi would shit himself if he saw him and his father interacting this way, and that Anzu would have a heart attack. Tristan, on the other hand, would give him a high five and take a swig right along with him. But when he pictured Kaiba scowling at the scene he scowled himself. Why must Kaiba be on his mind twenty-four seven? It was really getting ridiculous.
“Thinking about a piece of ass? You look pretty distraught,” the older man commented as he puffed away on his weed.
“Yeah, I am actually,” Jou replied. Since his dad had no idea who he was talking about (nor did he care) he figured he could use some fatherly advice. Well, as close to fatherly as he would get. There would be no clichés, pats on the back, or warm hugs involved. He was glad.
“Not putting out? Giving you a hard time?” his father asked, producing another bottle of Jack and clinking it against Jou’s in a sort of salute. Both Jonouchis took a long swig. Jonouchi realized at that moment how fucked up that really was--them sharing booze and discussing his sex life. Wouldn’t any other dad ban alcohol and give him a condoms speech?
“Being a tease and not putting out,” Jou explained the simplest way he knew how. Kaiba was teasing him with his half innuendos and smoldering stares. He wanted a piece of that ass badly, and Kaiba most certainly wasn’t putting out for him as of yet. He seriously needed to make that happen.
“Hmmm….have you tried getting her drunk? Them teases take it off in no time flat when they have a buzz if they want it; if they don’t want it they’ll let you know, too,” was his father’s eloquent reply. It was bad advice, but still truthful advice; he had to give him that. Exactly how was he supposed to get Kaiba fucked up, though? And he’d rather have him sober anyway. Not his fault his father related everything to drugs and alcohol. So instead of replying, Jonouchi took another drink and procured a pack of cigarettes from under the couch where his dad kept the carton. He’d pay the bastard back at some point. His paper route was good for something.
The more he thought about it though, the more the ideas appealed to him. He knew how to get Kaiba drunk, too. He’d simply challenge him to a drinking game and win. There was no way Kaiba could outdrink him, and Kaiba was not the type to turn down a challenge. It was perfect, if underhanded. It wasn’t like he was going to rape Kaiba or something, he did have some morals after all. In fact, he had no plans of having sex with him drunk. That’d be wrong in itself, taking advantage of Kaiba like that.
Even though he couldn’t exactly rape the willing.
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Kaiba was in a bit of a situation. He so badly wanted the mutt to fuck him that it was getting ridiculous. Never before had Kaiba desired someone so greatly, and he once again pondered what made the golden puppy so damn irresistible. He had always had some sort of fascination with Jonouchi, he realized as he thought it over. From the first time he had seen that cocky grin and sunny hair he had been hooked, in a sense. Sure, people had annoyed Kaiba before, but he usually ignored people he couldn’t stand; but he could never leave Jonouchi alone. Perhaps he had been attracted to him this entire time and just never dwelled on it until now. Emotionally introspecting wasn’t his forte. All he knew now was that he had to make the puppy his, and he had no idea how to do just that.
Not only was Kaiba in a bit of a situation, but Kaiba was also intelligent. He knew better than to think Jonouchi would trust him, and he also knew he had no one to blame for that but himself. Kaiba knew he had been nothing but an asshole to Jonouchi, so it didn’t make sense that Jonouchi would forget about that and date him. If it was even dating that he wanted. Truth be told, he didn’t want a relationship--they seemed too time consuming and complicated--but he doubted if Jonouchi would like being known as a booty call or a dirty little secret. Also, if he wanted to stop Jonouchi from fucking around, a relationship would more than likely be necessary. Wasn’t monogamy a finer point of dating? Kaiba had no interest in an open relationship or the swinger lifestyle. If a relationship was time consuming and complicated, then involving multiple people in the situation didn’t seem like a smart move.
The better question was ‘Would Jonouchi sleep with him, let alone date him?’ And just exactly how was he supposed to make that happen? Usually people just threw themselves at him, so pursuit and seduction weren’t exactly his strong suits. And he seemed to always be insulting Jonouchi whenever he saw the blond and he knew that was very counterproductive. If he complimented Jonouchi though, he knew the puppy wouldn’t believe him and more than likely he would laugh in the brunet’s face. It seemed as though he was caught between a rock and a hard place. The best approach seemed to be to challenge Jonouchi, because he could never back down from a challenge. Yes, that would work. It would involve taunting him, in which Kaiba was already a master, and challenging him. It seemed like a reasonable solution. Now all he had to do was implement it.
Little did he know that he would be the one challenged and taunted for exactly the same purpose.
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Next chapter expect Jou’s sister to drop a bombshell on him. How will he handle it and what is it exactly? R&R
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