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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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I HATE NO IDEA WHAT I WAS DOING WITH THIS CHAPTER. I AM SO SORRY.

Katsuya's Adventures in Wonderland

Back In Pieces

Jounouchi rubbed his eyes tiredly and opened the door to the game shop. "Hey, sorry I'm late. Just had to take some time to my— Why the hell is Yuugi crying?" All of the pain and anguish he'd felt suddenly melted away in place of anger as he found his best friend crying into Ryou's shoulder like his heart had been broken—and even Bakura looked like he pitied 'the Pharaoh's midget.' "What the hell is goin' on?"

Ryou sighed and patted the smaller boy on the back as he began to cry harder. "You know how Yuugi's had that humongous crush on Yami for the longest time?" When the blond nodded, he looked up at him sadly. "Kaiba came over earlier and challenged Yami to a duel. You know how we've all gotten tired of them dueling all the time, so Yuugi left to help his grandfather in the store, but… but when he went back, he found that Kaiba and Yami had their hands down each others' pants."

Jounouchi could feel his heart break to little bitty pieces, and he knew only half of it was for Yuugi. He felt so… betrayed. The Seto in his dreams was… and this one had…

But soon that pain and betrayal was turned to burning hot anger. He knew that the hurt he felt would probably never go away, but how dare Yami—how dare he—hurt Yuugi? Yuugi had done everything for him, even after he'd returned to the afterlife and had somehow managed to come back—hadn't asked how, or why, just let him into his home—so why would Yami do something that would obviously hurt his supposed 'aibou?'

Grabbing Bakura's shirt by the collar, he growled angrily. "Where are they?"

The former thief winced, eyes growing wide, before he hurriedly pointed to the door again. "They left a few minutes ago and they haven't come back!" The blond snarled, then turned and stormed out the door. Once sure he was gone, Bakura sighed in relief. "Oh, Ra, I thought he was gonna kill me."

Yuugi peeked over his friend's shoulder, sniffling. "D-do you think it worked?"

"One can only hope," Ryou murmured, then sighed and stood up, despite the whimper the smaller boy gave. "Let's start baking. Because either he's going to be heartbroken and is going to need comfort food, or he's going to be very, very mad at us and we'll need every gift we can get to try and earn forgiveness."

Bakura scowled and crossed his arms as he looked away. He knew he wasn't allowed to help them; he was only allowed to watch. However, when Yuugi continued to try and pull himself together, he sighed and handed him the tissue box beside him. "Here."

The smaller boy managed a small smile for him. "Thanks, Bakura."

"Yeah, just… don't tell your Pharaoh. Don't need him teasing me, after all."

.-.-.-.-.-.

Jounouchi wouldn't have wasted his time or effort on him. Seeing as Yami and Seto hadn't been in the direction to come from, he only had one direction left to go, and he was on a mission now. A mission to hurt and punish.

When he did finally come upon them at a café, Seto drinking a cup of coffee and Yami idly poking at a brownie, he came up behind the former pharaoh silently, nearly trembling with rage. Seto glanced up at him, then looked away again, only to look back at him sharply. Then, he hurriedly shoved away from the table, still holding his cup of coffee.

Jounouchi snarled loudly as he reached around to grab the front of Yami's shirt, ripping him around to face him, then slammed him down so he was lying on the table. As the former spirit looked up at him in surprise, he curled his upper lip back to sneer at him. "Give me one good reason why I shouldn't rip your nonexistent heart out!"

"…What are you talking about-?"

"DON'T PLAY STUPID WITH ME BECAUSE I'M BETTER AT IT!" the blond roared, lifting him up slightly before slamming him back down. "You know what I'm talking about, you bastard! You hurt Yuugi! Are you seriously that blind? Even I could see how much he likes you, and I'm a moron! What is wrong with you?"

Yami frowned. "Um, Jounouchi-kun—"

"DON'T CALL ME THAT!" Jounouchi raised his fist to punch him, eyes nearly glowing with anger. However, before he could land the blow, he was grabbed by the offending wrist, spun around, and kicked in the small of his back away so he fell to the ground in a pathetic heap. Confused, he turned, brows furrowing together in confusion.

He felt his heart break to little pieces all over again. Seto glared at him for a few more seconds before turning to offer Yami his hand, which the other man took. All without even spilling a drop of his coffee. He was nothing to Kaiba—absolutely nothing.

Once making sure that Yami was okay, the brunet turned his glare back on the younger boy. "Listen, mutt, I don't care how angry you are. Just because Yuugi can't handle the thought of Yami being with someone else doesn't mean he can control who he has sex with. Besides, what would you know about it? You just follow your master around like the stupid little dog that you are."

At that, Jounouchi flinched, then ducked his head like a scolded puppy. It hurt. It hurt so badly. He just… he just wanted to die. Standing up, he sniffled and rubbed his nose, trying desperately to keep from crying in front of them, disallowing either of them to see him weak. The only thing that gave away how hurt he actually felt was the softness of his voice.

Looking up at them through his hair as tears welled up in his eyes, he sighed shakily, then nodded once. "Fine. S-see if I care." He cursed in his head for stuttering and bit his bottom lip, then decided to continue, just a little louder, so they'd be able to tell he was still angry. "Yami, you better not come back to the shop for a while—a good, long while, because I'm not going to let Yuugi cry over you." He narrowed his eyes, mindless of the tears that rolled down his cheeks as he did so. "And if you come, so help me, I'll rip your God damned ears out." He turned his glare on Seto, feeling as if someone was stomping on the already tiny pieces of his heart. "And you. I hope… I hope you get EATEN BY AKAI!" he added angrily, before turning to stomp away.

Seto tilted his head, stunned. Akai? And ripping Yami's ears out? Was the mutt really talking about—

Jounouchi threw a hand up in frustration as he continued, though he spoke more to himself than either Kaiba or Yami this time. "Or Kisara, for all I care! One of them's going to be pissed with you, that's for sure! Just take all your stupid rosebushes and choke on them!"

However, once he was far enough away from the others, he sobbed, and began to run back to the game shop. Yuugi wasn't the only one needing a hug right now.

Seto watched him go, still stunned. Had Jounouchi just mentioned things from the dreams he'd been having? From the dragons, to ripping Yami's ears out, to the rosebushes-? He remembered the look that Katsuya had given him before he ran out of the castle—the agony, the regret, the pain—and he realized that… that had been the same look in his eyes when he'd looked up at him. His heart had been breaking even as he spoke.

And it had been entirely his fault; he'd probably only made the wound worse by saying all of those cruel, harsh things to him.

…This was no coincidence.

"…Yami. What did you do?"

The former Pharaoh at least had the grace to look down at his feet and rub the back of his head. "Well… it wasn't really my idea."

Seto turned toward him angrily. "I don't care if it wasn't your idea! Tell me what you did!"

Yami sighed, then crossed his arms and looked up at him, scowling. "Yuugi and I started our relationship two months ago and have successfully hidden it from Jounouchi. We tend to couple off when we go out, and he believed that since Yuugi and I were not together, he could stick with us while the others went off on their own. Yuugi and I want to come out to him; he is our best friend. But then he'd feel obligated to let us pair off and go off on our own, leaving him by himself. Jounouchi doesn't do well by himself. Therefore, we cannot do that until he has his own lover."

The brunet scowled; he had a feeling he knew where this was headed. "And just what does that have to do with me?"

"Okay, Kaiba, just because we're oblivious doesn't mean we're blind!" Yami exclaimed, glaring at him. "Whenever you and Jounouchi fight, all you two look like you want to do is fuck each other like bunnies! We figured that since you're starting to hang out with us more, you could be the one Jounouchi pairs off with!"

Seto rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "Because I'm totally the lover he needs."

"And just what makes you think you aren't?" The smaller man scowled. "You're exactly what he needs. As much as he fights it, he knows he's got the mindset of a dog—he needs someone to care for him and keep him. He needs someone that will tell him what they want because he's so afraid to guess. He needs someone that will show him that even if he may have the mindset of a dog, he's still special. What's wrong with dogs, Kaiba? Do you think Jounouchi would slobber all over you? Infest the house with fleas? You're not that cruel."

"I'm exactly what he doesn't need!" the brunet snapped, turning away from him as he turned a glare on his feet. "He doesn't need someone spitting insults at him or forcing him to do things he doesn't want to do. I'm the last thing he needs."

Yami rolled his eyes in frustration. "Why don't you treat him like you did in your dream?"

"If I just went up to him and decided to treat him like a lover instead of a rival—how do you think he'd—" The teen paused, then turned a glare on the other man. "How did you know about my dream?"

Again, he at least had the good grace to look a little embarrassed. "…I… may have some reason to do with why you keep having it." Another glare had him flinching a little. "…And I may have some reason to do with why Jounouchi was there this last time."

"Are you saying that-! That Katsuya was-! And Jounouchi remembers-!" the brunet sputtered, horrified, before he groaned and covered his face. "Oh, God, my puppy must hate me now!" He sighed, then frowned and uncovered his face, looking over at the former pharaoh in confusion. "Wait, so if you want me with Jounouchi, why did you agree to the little tryst we had?"

"You're not unattractive and I asked Yuugi first," Yami replied, placing his hands on his hips. "We both figured I might as well see if you could keep Jounouchi satisfied."

"…I hope you found I would, or so help me, I'll wring your neck," Seto hissed, glaring at him again, before sighing and sitting down in the nearest chair. He glared at a few people giving them odd looks—they had just had a violent and awkward confrontation—sending their attentions elsewhere, then sighed and leaned his chin on his hands, placing his elbows on the table. "So if I'm supposed to become his lover, how can I do that now? I made him wish a dragon would eat me."

The former spirit smiled brightly. "I seem to remember that Katsuya likes roses."

The CEO sighed and rubbed his eyes tiredly; he felt a headache forming behind them. "I don't think all of the roses in the world could make him forgive me now."

"That's alright, Kaiba." Yami patted him on the shoulder before turning to leave—he'd stay in his soul room until Jounouchi calmed down. "I'm sure you'll think of something. You are a genius after all."

Seto sighed again and watched him disappear, wondering vaguely if he should tell Yami about the brownie plastered to the back of his shirt. Deciding against it, he stood, leaving money on the table for both food and drink before he turned to go home. If he ever hoped to earn Jounouchi's forgiveness, he'd need a plan—and a damn good one.

.-.-.-.-.-.

Jounouchi sniffled and wiped his face, then took a few deep breaths. He didn't want his friends to see him so messed up. After getting relatively calm, he sighed and stepped into the shop. "Yuug'? 'm back."

"They're in the kitchen. …Baking," Bakura answered, spitting the last word out like it left a horrible taste in his mouth.

The blond couldn't help a small smile at that; he knew that Bakura burned just about anything in a kitchen—including the ice. So he merely nodded and went through to the kitchen. When he got inside, he was accosted by cupcakes. "Bwah-!"

"Eat these!" Ryou demanded, scowling. "You look just as bad as Yuugi! Honestly, how am I supposed to enjoy being with Bakura if I know you two are all alone!"

Jounouchi sniffed again and frowned, holding the platter of cupcakes in confusion. "But… Ryou—"

"EAT THEM!" the albino ordered again, glaring at him. "Or I will shove them all down your throat."

The taller teen blinked, then hurriedly stuffed a cupcake in his mouth. When the smaller boy turned away, satisfied, he set the platter down and frowned. "Fwaht ah we foo-in?" he asked around the cupcake, spewing crumbs.

Yuugi smiled weakly. "We're baking so we can feel better."

"…Hey! I could make Kuriboh-shaped cookies and we could sell them in the shop!" the blond exclaimed, clasping his hands together. "Use chocolate frosting for fur and vanilla frosting mixed with yellow food coloring for little eyes—and chocolate chips for pupils!"

Ryou smiled and placed his hands on his hips. "What about their little paws, Jounouchi?"

"We can use those green dinner mints!" Jounouchi replied, relieved that he could get his mind on something other than how badly he was hurting. "How fun would that be for the kids?"

Yuugi's smile grew a little. "I think even Bakura could help with the frosting. There's no fire involved with frosting cookies."

As if he'd been called, Bakura wandered into the room, whining, "Hikari, I'm bored. The old man won't let me help with the midgets—" Yuugi coughed quietly. "…He won't let me help with the children. And you said I'm not allowed to play with knives inside the shop anymore, so I've got nothing to do."

The smaller albino frowned, narrowing his eyes at the taller boy, then nodded slowly. "You can frost some cupcakes. Then, when we're finished with the first batch of cookies, you can watch how we frost them and keep frosting them for us as we continue to make cookies."

The former spirit scowled and opened his mouth to complain that he wasn't an absolute girl, but Yuugi cut him off by adding, "I'll even let you have a quarter of the profits!"

"Deal!" Bakura exclaimed, grabbing the icing bag to begin putting the frosting on the cupcakes.

Ryou frowned and turned to the other boy in confusion. "Yuugi…"

The smaller boy rolled his eyes and, leaning forward, whispered, "I'm selling them for twenty cents, Ryou. We each get a nickel. Whoop-dee-doo."

"Oooh. …Clever."

"Let's start making some sugar cookies," Jounouchi suggested, tossing his jacket off and reaching for an apron. "Really? This girly one is the only one left?"

"But Jounouchi, you look so good in pink!" Yuugi exclaimed, smiling brightly.

Bakura snorted. "Yeah, like that one time, when Anzu got you into that dress by saying she needed to see how far down the skirt would go to if she got it for Mai—"

The blond blushed and glared at them. "You swore you wouldn't talk about that ever again!"

"…I lied."

.-.-.-.-.-.

Seto sighed and looked down at the single orange rose in his hand, shoving his other hand in his pocket. It had taken a while, but he'd finally figured out how he might be able to win his way back to Jounouchi—Katsuya's—heart. He just… had to hope that maybe the blond would forgive him and allow him a second chance.

Stepping into the Kame Game Shop, he looked around, confused by all of the younger children; usually, the normal age group in the game shop would be middle school-aged children interested in Duel Monsters or other various games. Rarely did mothers ever come in with their smaller children, instead choosing to wait outside so their older siblings couldn't drag them into the addicting world of Duel Monsters. But now… mothers, and all of their younger children were partaking in the joys of Duel Monsters? Really?

Making his way to the counter, he realized that no, they were not, but had to smile a little just the same as a little girl pointed at a white-frosted chocolate cupcake dusted with sprinkles. It was a gorgeous cupcake. Twenty-five cents each. And, beside them, was a platter of the cutest Kuriboh cookies ever, for twenty cents each. He understood now.

Looking up at the old man standing cheerfully behind the counter, he wondered if he'd heard about him and Yami, and whether or not he was in on it or not. But then he saw the ever cheerful Yuugi smiling brightly and taking the offered amounts of change from various mothers, handing them whatever sweet they'd pay for. He'd be taking a really big chance here.

Seto heisted before clearing his throat and leaning down so he wouldn't have to talk too loudly. "Yuugi?"

The younger boy looked up at him in surprise, then there was a look of pain, then another of hope. "Kaiba-kun! Are you here to see Jounouchi?"

"…Yes," he answered softly. "May I see him?"

Yuugi glanced around suspiciously, then leaned forward to whisper, "You better be ready to do some groveling, Kaiba-kun. He is really hurt."

The brunet winced, then nodded his agreement. "I know."

"Through that door," the smaller teen directed, pointing to a door leading to the back. "That's the kitchen. …Try not to drool in there."

The older boy smiled wryly and stood up straight. "I don't like sweets very much, Yuugi. I have to be in the mood, and… right now, I'm just not."

Yuugi rolled his eyes as the brunet strolled past him, mumbling, "I wasn't talking about the sweets."

Seto stepped into the kitchen, looking for a flash of blond hair, but his eyes were immediately caught by the pink… frilly… apron… BUT HE WAS HERE FOR JOUNOUCHI so he lifted his gaze to the blond.

Jounouchi turned to put an empty cookie sheet in the sink and squealed as his eyes landed on a pair of blue ones, dropping it in shock. "Kaiba-!" He looked down at the cookie sheet for a few seconds, not knowing where else to look, before hurriedly reaching to take off the apron he was wearing, fingers fumbling with the ties. "W-w-what the hell are you—"

"No," the brunet cut in quickly, reaching out to cover the smaller boy's hands with his free one. "…I like that on you. Makes you look… sweet."

Jounouchi blushed and looked up at him, then hurriedly looked away again, hesitantly pulling his hands away to clasp behind his back. "I'm… please go away. I'm just trying to get away from everything right now. C-could you just come back to insult me later? 'C-cause I don't—"

"You look beautiful like this." Seto smiled sweetly, then looked down at the rose he was holding. After a few seconds of thought, he looked back at the blond and went down on one knee, holding up the rose like one would an engagement ring. "Katsuya, I'd like another chance."

The younger teen gasped softly and took a step back, eyes widening as they landed on the sundowner rose being held out to him. "K-K-Kaiba…"

Could it really be? Was this the Wonderland Seto? Was he hallucinating? Was he just dreaming again? Was it wishful thinking?

Reaching out hesitantly, Jounouchi took the stem of the rose between trembling fingers. When he felt the waxy stem, the soft petals, he gasped again, eyes filling with tears. This was real. This was real. His heart was slowly piecing itself back together. Smiling weakly as he let out a sob, he traced the edges of the petals with his finger tip.

But then he remembered why he'd been angry in the first place, and he felt the just-repaired pieces of his heart shatter as he threw the rose back in the brunet's face.

"What! Did Yami decide he didn't want to be your fuck buddy anymore! Do you think I'll be a good one-nighter? Think I'll be a good fuck-!" He sobbed again and turned to run out the back door. "I can't do this again!"

Seto stayed only long enough to grab the fallen rose before followed him. "Jounouchi, wait!"

The younger boy stumbled out into the alley behind the game shop and hit the wall of the shop next door, then turned to run to the street, only to have the back of his shirt grabbed and yanked on. "Ah-!"

"Let me explain-!" the brunet exclaimed, tugging the smaller teen back into his arms.

Jounouchi began struggling weakly, tugging and pushing at the arm wrapped around his waist. "No, don't do this to me! I can't do this again—you keep hurting me! I don't want to keep hurting like this! I just want to get it to go away!" He stilled in confusion as he felt the petals of the rose brushing his lips.

Seto grazed the blond's lips with the rose again, then nuzzled his ear gently. "Please let me explain."

"…No. You'll just say something that'll hurt me again—" the smaller boy began, moving to struggle anew, only to find himself being spun around and swept into a swift kiss. "Mmn…!"

The brunet slid a hand beneath his shirt and dug his fingers slightly into the warm, firm flesh, remembering just how much he loved feeling it that one time, when the younger boy had given him his most special part. When the blond only whimpered and squirmed a little, he broke the kiss and leaned back to offer him the rose one last time. "Jounouchi. Please. Just one more chance. Let me explain."

Jounouchi looked up at him with wet eyes, looking so much like he might break if just one thing went wrong. "…I…" He bit his bottom lip to keep it from trembling, then reached out to hesitantly grasp the rose. After a few more moments, he nodded. "Okay."

Seto smiled sweetly. "Thank you." He hesitated before taking the blond's free hand in his own. "Jounouchi… Katsuya… You're going to be hurt by what I'm going to say. I know you are."

"…How could it hurt any worse?" the smaller teen asked softly, voice cracking a little. "You really hurt me—"

"It was all a plot. Your friends came up with it." The brunet frowned and cupped the other boy's cheeks when his eyes widened. "No, listen. They did it for your own good. They didn't do it to hurt you. Don't get upset yet; don't get upset until I've told you everything. Got it?"

Jounouchi whimpered softly but nodded. "Y-yeah."

"Good." The older teen hesitated before softly adding, "And please don't judge me until I'm finished, okay?" When he got another nod, he sighed. "Yami and Yuugi are a romantically involved couple. No, don't give me that look—Yami told me himself. They didn't want to tell you because they pair off, and you'd doubtlessly feel awkward being a third wheel. Is that not true?"

The blond paused before nodding again. "Yes."

"They don't want you alone, so they tried to find a suitable partner for you. I've…" The brunet blushed and looked away for a moment. "I've been having dreams for a while now. They always feature you, and I'm always trying to win your affections. Yami said that he's the reason behind them. He… also said that he'd brought you into the last dream. I didn't know… I didn't know until after I yelled at you." He kept his eyes downward in shame and regret. "Had I known it was really you… that I might actually have a chance… I've hurt you, Jounouchi, very badly. I'd like a chance, but… but I understand if you don't want me as your boyfriend."

Jounouchi looked down, brows furrowing together as tears began to gather in his eyes again. "That still doesn't explain why you and Yami had your hands down each others' pants. And… and why the others would go along with it."

Seto sighed softly. "…Yami says he got permission from Yuugi. Apparently they wanted to make sure I'd be able to satisfy you." He smiled a little when the blond snorted and pulled him closer. "The others went along with it because… because they think you don't handle being alone very well. They didn't think it would be fair or safe to leave you alone for long."

"That still doesn't… why would they hurt me?" he whispered, then leaned forward so he could rest his head on the brunet's chest, sobbing.

The older boy held him tightly, carefully stroking his hair, before dipping his head so his lips were next to the other boy's ear. "Katsuya? Let's go back to my home. You can rest there. You don't have to do anything, just… rest. And we'll talk with your friends later."

The blond felt that he was about to fall asleep, and he really didn't want to, but he felt exhausted. Looking up tiredly, the younger boy whimpered softly. "Kiss me, please? Just one last time-!"

Seto smiled, then leaned down to press their mouths together in a sweet kiss. He kept kissing until he felt the blond's lips go slack against his. Leaning back, he couldn't help a larger smile at seeing the younger teen asleep in his arms, looking so beautiful.

Jounouchi's lips had curled into a sweet smile, his face relaxed like it hadn't been all day. There were sparkling trails of tears down his cheeks, making him look heartbreakingly gorgeous. His damp eyelashes fanned down over his cheeks gently. He was lucky he was asleep, or he would have been getting up close and verypersonal with his new boyfriend.

They could deal with the blond's friends tomorrow. There wasn't much to do, anyway; Jounouchi may have been hurt, but he would always forgive his friends. Now, all Seto had to do was make sure he didn't screw this relationship up.

The End

"NOOOOOOOO IT CAN'T BE THE END!" That's what you guys are thinking (or actually screaming) right now, isn't it?

Yes, it can. And it is. For serious. I know, I'm a jerk, but I've decided that this is a really good place to end this story; you guys can fill in the end by yourselves. Did it work out? Did it fall apart? Did Seto ever screw up? That's up to you and your imagination.

I have, however, decided to write a lemon as an extra chapter. You can skip it completely or go and read it (posted by the end of the week). That's all up to you. I just have to make one thing

Unrelated to this current timeline—further down the road. And very sexy. But you don't have to read it if you don't want to. Okay?
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