School Week | By : Ykarzel Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 8332 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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(Ykarzel’s Constant
Chatter: WEEEEEEEEEEE!)
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Afternoon :-:-:-:-:
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Tristan slid down into his seat, not meeting anybody’s eyes,
hoping they didn’t notice how flushed he was.
He opened his lunch and focused on it, but his mind was no where near a
ham and mayo sandwich.
What the hell was that?
Devlin had kissed him.
Or had he kissed Devlin? He
wasn’t sure. It had been more then one
kiss. It had been a long kiss. He’d held Devlin against him. And it was wonderful.
“Tristan, are you okay?”
“Fine.”
Devlin chose this exact moment to sit down. Joey turned his attention to the
newcomer. “Devlin,
where you molesting Tristan again?”
Tristan choked on the soda he had be downing. Devlin just nodded and smiled sweetly. “Aw, Tris, he didn’t hurt you did he?”
“I’m fine,” Tristan said shortly, hoping the subject would
change.
“What did you do to him, Devlin?”
Tristan cleared his throat and quickly excused himself from
the table, making a beeline for the restroom.
He needed to get himself together.
He heard the door open again behind him and mentally cursed
himself. He should have known Devlin
would follow him. He leaned against the
sink before he turned, meeting shockingly green eyes. “What’s wrong Tristan?” he asked, his face
serious but his eyes laughing.
“Nothing, I,” Tristan pushed himself against the sink as
Devlin advanced. As the teen continued to
draw closer, Tristan slipped away from the sink, backing against the wall. He realized too late that he’d trapped
himself between two sinks and a wall, Devlin blocking his only way out. “I just, don’t,” he faded away.
Devlin closed the distance between them, pressing himself against the taller teen. He smiled as Tristan became quite breathless
very quickly. “Nobody’s going to miss us
this time.”
“Dev-” Tristan cut off as Devlin began to suck lightly on
his neck. What was left of the air in
Tristan’s lungs left him in a gasp.
“I like that,” Devlin whisper huskily, his lips brushing
Tristan’s neck. “Dev.” He started to move his lips up Tristan’s jaw
line. “Say it again for me.” He pressed his body harder against Tristan’s.
“Dev, please.”
“Please what, love?” Devlin whispered into his ear.
Unable to take it anymore Tristan reached out and grabbed
Devlin, crushing the smaller teen against him.
With a hand on the back of Devlin’s head he directed their lips together
in a hot kiss. Devlin yielded completely
to Tristan’s control, allowing him to plunder his mouth as much as he pleased. He moaned appreciatively and reached up to
wrap his arms around Tristan’s neck.
He wasn’t sure how it happened, exactly, but all the sudden
Devlin realized they had reversed positions.
Tristan had him pressed against the wall. He smiled into the kiss. About time.
A toilet flushed and Devlin cursed mentally as Tristan
jerked back. What the hell? He’d checked for feet under the stalls when
he walked in.
Yugi emerged from the back stall, grinning and not quite
looking at them. Tristan was panting and
Devlin still looked mildly annoyed but amused by the fact that Yugi was so
short you couldn’t see his feet under the stall when he sat on the toilet.
“Sorry guys,” Yugi said softly, though it was clear he was
attempting not to laugh as he washed his hands.
“You can continue.”
Tristan groaned when the door shut. Eagar to get things back to where they had
been, Devlin reached out to him. Tristan
pulled back, not trapped anymore. “We
shouldn’t do this.”
Frustrated, Devlin groaned.
“Tristan!”
“No,” Tristan said with a blush. “We shouldn’t do this here.”
Devlin blinked then grinned.
“You know I live alone.”
“Y-you do? Why do you
have a midnight curfew then?”
“Beauty sleep. Do you want to come over tonight?”
Tristan flushed red.
“I- I have to be home by midnight.”
Devlin smiled, walking over to press himself against Tristan
and nuzzle his face into the taller teen’s neck. “I suppose, Cinderella,
that can be arranged.”
Uncomfortable, Tristan pulled away and started to lead them
out of the bathroom. Devlin started to
reach for the brunette’s hand, but Tristan shoved them both in his
pockets. Devlin wasn’t sure if it was
intentional or not. “So, why do you live
alone?”
The green-eyed teen shrugged. “I moved out when I was sixteen, it’s better
for the business to seem to be an independent.
At least that’s what I told my parents.
They’ve got five other kids to deal with, so it was easy to convince
them.”
“You have siblings?” Tristan was surprised. He’d thought Devlin to be an only child.
“Nah, they just keep taking in foster kids. And they took in my late aunt’s two
girls. It’s a crazy place. Not very good working
conditions.”
They were crossing the cafeteria to sit back down with their
friends. Noting the way everybody was
grinning and not looking at them, Tristan knew Yugi had blabbed.
Under the table, Devlin hooked his leg around
Tristan’s. Tristan found he couldn’t
help but smile.
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Joey waited patiently for Seto to change into his gym
uniform. This was one of those points
that he actually had some patience, but that was only because he loved to watch
Seto change. He gave the now uniform
clad boy a shy smirk, before grabbing his arm and using it to hobble out of the
locker room and into the gym where the rest of the class was waiting for them.
The teacher looked up from his clipboard at the two late
boys, and took in Joey’s lack of uniform and the careful way in which he
walked. “You’re not participating
again?” he exclaimed, as Seto helped Joey sit down on a pile of mats.
Joey glared at Mr. Conner, and then transferred the look to
his lover. “It should come off his
grade. It’s his fault anyway. If he’d just PREPARE me once in a while, we
wouldn’t have this problem!”
He couldn’t help but grin as he watched Seto’s
face turn every color of red. The girls
on the other side of the gym had heard the shout and started giggling
madly. The teacher, obviously
embarrassed by this extra information, cleared his throat and turned his face
away from them.
Seto gave Joey a taste of how cold his eyes could be, but it
didn’t fool the blonde. “Was that really
necessary?”
“Yes. I don’t want to
fail gym. You know he won’t mark me down
for it. Plus, if I embarrass you enough,
maybe next time we won’t have this problem.”
“You’re a pain in the ass, pup.”
“Excuse me? I’m a
pain in the ass!” Joey shouted, grinning as he made a scene and enjoying every
moment of it. “Let me be on top once and
then I’ll show you what the term pain in the ass means!”
Seto rolled his eyes, pulling Joey from his seat and kissing
him hard to shut him up.
“Mister Kaiba, unless you want to
lose participation points today also, I insist that you get over here,
now.” Mr. Conner’s voice attempted
authority, but it broke on the last word, when he realized exactly who he was
talking to.
Seto let Joey’s lips fall from his, and gently sat his lover
back down. The girls on the other side
of the gym were still giggling, and Seto found that he really didn’t care. He glanced at Joey, then back at the coach,
and made up his mind.
“It is my fault. Go
ahead and take points off. I deserve it,
I’ll sit out today,” he said with a smirk, falling down beside Joey and pulling
him close. Joey grinned, burying his
face in Seto’s neck and nipping lightly at the soft
skin.
“I give up!” the gym teacher shouted, throwing his hands in
the air and turning to the remainder of the class.
“You’re horrible, pup.
I can’t believe I did that.”
“Straight A Seto sacrificing his
grade for little ol’ me? I didn’t tell you to sit out. I’d’ve been fine on
ma own.”
“You’re just too cute to leave in the corner,” Seto replied,
carefully pulling Joey into his lap.
Smiling, Joey adjusted his position and settled down in Seto’s arms, closing his eyes to take a short nap, bringing
a chorus of ‘Aww!’s from the
girls that had yet to stop watching them.
“We have an audience, pup.”
“Still?” Joey asked with closed
eyes.
“Yes.”
“Then give them a show, or they’ll want their money back.”
Leaning down with a smirk for his puppy, Seto kissed Joey
softly, causing a frustrated female gym teacher to give up completely, throwing
her clipboard on the ground as every girl watched with rapt attention.
Mr. Conner gave the class some half ass assignment, and then
fled to his office. For a moment Seto
was afraid he might actually report them, but then realized the man didn’t have
it in him.
Administration wasn’t needed to break them up. Tristan pulled Seto away from Joey by the
shoulder. Rather than get angry, Joey
smiled up at his best friend. “Hey
Tristan, what’s up?”
Tristan tried to look angry, tried to scold them for abusing
Seto’s position so blatantly, but the accusations
died with one look into Joey’s amber eyes, and he found himself telling the
truth. “I want to talk to you. About Dev.”
Joey raised an eyebrow.
“Dev now, is it? I suppose you
want to speak alone, huh?”
Tristan nodded, avoiding Seto’s
eyes. Joey crawled out of Seto’s arms and pushed the brunette playfully away from
him. “Get lost, Moneybags.”
Seto’s face remained impassive,
but his eyes and tightening of his grip on Joey’s shoulder told the blonde he’d
pay for his comment later. Puppies
shouldn’t back talk their masters.
“Alright Tristan, what’s up?”
Tristan sat down beside Joey, and instantly his eyes sought
out Devlin across the gym. He was doing
pushups, and watching the muscles on his arms bulge made Tristan shudder. “He invited me over tonight.”
“Do you want to go?”
Devlin sensed Tristan’s stare and looked up. Their eyes locked. Devlin smirked, and slowly lowered his body
to the floor. Tristan’s first thought
was that he was going far too low for proper pushups, until he noticed the way
Devlin’s body rolled when he was close to the floor.
The color drained out of his face. Devlin was pretending to fuck the floor. His bright green eyes slowly fell shut and
his face relaxed, lips slightly parted for short pants.
Joey followed Tristan’s gaze. “Huh,” he said. “Devlin’s form’s all wrong. That’s weird for how pumped his arms are.”
Tristan ripped his gaze from Devlin to Joey. Could his friend not see the obvious display
of sexual innuendo? Tristan looked back
and Devlin had corrected his form, and he was looking down at the floor.
Tristan groaned.
“He’s going to seduce me.”
“So does that mean you don’t want to go?” Joey asked, coming
back to their discussion. “Do you want
me to make excuses for you?”
“No,” Tristan said a little too quickly. “I do want to go.” The color returned to his face in the form of
a blush. “I just, don’t want anything to
happen too fast.”
Joey grinned. “Tristan, I wouldn’t worry too much about
it. He’ll tempt you, but he won’t seduce
you. He wants you to take control, not
him. So as long as you keep your iron
will, I wouldn’t worry about it.”
When Devlin looked back up and winked, Tristan wondered if
maybe that was even worse.
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Yugi stared at the chemical in front of him and idly
wondered if it would put him out of his misery if he drank it. Their teacher seemed to have forgotten the
fact that they were supposed to do a lab today, not just hear about it.
//Sadly, ‘Kari, it’s only salt water.//
Yugi groaned. The
teacher had seated Yami on the other side of the room, which allowed them no
contact. They did, however, utilize
their ability to speak into each other’s minds frequently.
Yugi looked up at Ryou, who sat in the front row, closer
than Yami but equally inaccessible.
He swore the clock was running backwards.
//Let’s invite everybody over today.//
/Any particular reason?/
//I feel like watching a movie with
you and Joey. We’ve hardly seen him
since this weekend.//
Yugi giggled. /It’s only Tuesday, Yami.
You’re going to have to learn to let our boy grow up. He’s very happy with Seto. But I’m sure they’d love to come over./
Yugi scribbled a note to Ryou and tossed it towards the
front of the classroom. He picked it up
and read it, then withdrew momentarily in the way which meant he was telling
Bakura.
After a moment, Ryou tossed a note back.
Bakura says he’ll come if there’s porn.
Yugi rolled his eyes.
Ryou looked back at him and gave him an apologetic shrug. Smirking, Yugi grabbed another piece of paper
and wrote yet another not.
He skidded this one across the floor, and when it was stepped
on his heart stopped. Mr. Baldwin bent
over and picked it up.
/Oh God./
//What does it say?// Yami asked.
/Tell him the eight of us are having an orgy./
Mr. Baldwin opened the note and cleared his throat. Everybody knew he read notes allowed to the
class. Yugi didn’t know whether to laugh
or cry.
“Tell him that the eight of us are-” Mr. Baldwin stopped,
and turned the color green, followed by purple.
A slow trickle of red seeped from his right nostril. After a moment of staring in horror at the note,
while blood dripped onto his shirt, he ripped it into pieces with a shout. Yugi had lost his
battle to laughter rather than tears, and nearly fell out of his chair.
“You learn something new every day,” Yami
noted from the other side of the room.
Ryou, confused, turned to look at Yugi, who grinned.
“Come over today, Yami and I will tell you
what it said,” he said, deliberately giving the sentence a suggestive twist
with his voice.
Mr. Baldwin shouted as his other nostril began to bleed.
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“Movie at our place tonight!” Yugi shouted into the busy hallway. “And I’ve got a story to tell!”
“Yugi gave our teacher a nose
bleed today!” Ryou shouted, laughing even though he
didn’t know quite yet how his friend had managed it.
“I’m working,” Seto told Yami, who’s locker was beside him, still refusing to
participate in the shouting match the boys had every afternoon.
“Seto’s gotta
world to take over!” Yami exclaimed.
“Yug, can I crash then?” Joey
asked. He had no real desire to return
home if that woman was still there.
“Tell him I’ll pick him up at your place after work.”
“Seto says he wants your ass after
work, Joey!”
“I did not.”
“That’s a shame because I’d like to walk tomorrow, and maybe
not fail gym!” Seto,
finished with his locker, walked over to Joey’s. He pushed the blonde against his own locker,
and silenced him for a moment to give him a proper goodbye.
“I’m not going,” Devlin stated, his
volume lowering as the noise of the hallway began to fade.
“Ah, I’m not going to make it either,” Tristan said when
Devlin threw him a hard glance.
“Oh, come on guys, I told Mr. Baldwin all eight of us would
be participating!” At this Yami was lost to laughter, though the others remained in
the dark. The hallway had cleared, and
they met at Joey’s locker, where the blonde was still biding his lover farewell
with his tongue.
Seto pulled away from Joey to look
at Yugi. “What
exactly did you do to our chem. Teacher?”
Yugi snickered. “He caught a note that was meant for Ryou to give to Bakura about the
eight of us having an orgy after school.”
Seto turned to look at Joey again.
“I don’t want you to go over there.”
The blonde laughed, and kissed the brunette once more. “Do you really think that I’m in any state to
participate in any sort of orgy?
Especially knowing that you’ll be picking me up afterwards? Go to work, fire a few people for me, and then stop and buy some lube, kay?” Considering the conversation finished, he
patted his boyfriend’s cheek, and turned away.
Silently glowering, Seto turned
and stomped off, not happy about being dismissed. Joey pretended not to notice, and looked
around the hall. “Where did Tristan and
Devlin go?”
Ryou looked too. “I guess they’ve gone home.”
“Eager bastard.”
“Y.C.C.: All righty! So this
took, well too damn long. Truth? I have a hard
time being funny when I’m under any amount of stress, which is basically the
whole school year. And in the summer,
I’m so busy I have very little time to write.
So I’m sorry for the wait. Please
don’t ask me in reviews to know when the next chapter is due. I now post release dates in my livejournal, and it’s my New Years resolution to keep them,
and so far I have. So if you want to
know what’s new from me, you can look there.
I’ll probably get another chapter of this out in a month or so. I have some other stuff scheduled first.
My Livejournal : www.livejournal.com/users/ykarzel
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