Adult-FanFiction.org : Yu-Gi-OH

In The Name Of Love	By : Rroselavy Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 15411 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 7
- 8
- 9
Title: In The Name Of Love (8/?)
Author: Rroselavy
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Jou/Ryou (briefly), Malik/Ryou, Kaiba/Jou, Mokuba/Shizuka, Yami/Yugi
Beta: Akuchan
Spoilers: None, AU
Disclaimer: I do not own or profit in any way from Yu-gi-oh!
Summary: For eight years he has scrupulously avoided the brunet, but now with the impending marriage of their siblings, Jounouchi Katsuya and Kaiba Seto are forced to come to terms with the feelings they've secreted away since adolescence.
CHAPTER 8
Jou stopped the bike on the street opposite the alley entrance. If he'd been of a rational mind, the irony of him appearing outside his apartment at the exact time that his newly-ex was there with his boyfriend, after deliberately planning to be out, would not of been lost on him. Nor would he have found Freud's take on the entire matter to be any more comforting; that his subconscious had led him back there on purpose.
As it was, he was furious. The idea that Ryou would allow Malik into his place drove all other thought from Jou's mind. He pulled off his helmet and tossed it at Kaiba. "Watch the bike!" He snapped as he stalked down the alley, cursing vehemently to himself.
"Ryou! Goddamit!" He swore as he reached the end of the alley and stepped into his courtyard.
"He's such a good little boy Jounouchi, he wouldn't let me go in, if that's what has your knickers in a twist." He turned to see Malik sitting by his fountain. Jou's eyes narrowed dangerously.
"Fuck you, Malik!" He hissed. He could feel the rage he'd kept at bay for the better part of a day rising up to dangerous proportions.
"Oh, that would make Ryou so happy! He'd be getting the best of both worlds-his puppy lover and his master in the same bed. Just imagine him tied spread-eagle and helpless. All the delicious things we could do to him."
"You. Don't. Own. Him." Jou seethed, trying to drive the images Malik had portrayed from his mind.
"See this is where your problems began, Jounouchi. Ryou needs a firm hand-he needs to be dominated, and you just weren't up for the challenge. I didn't win him back-you lost him." Malik laughed gleefully.
"I didn't ~lose~ him, asshole. I let him go. There's a big difference."
"Maybe you just couldn't take the competition, Jounouchi. Maybe you knew you didn't have a chance." Malik taunted.
"Get the fuck off my property. NOW." Jou spat between clenched teeth. He'd had far too much of the blond.
"Make me."
"What?!" Jou asked incredulously.
"You heard me, Jounouchi. Make. Me. The comfort sex would be worth any beating you could give me. It's better than make-up sex." Malik purred.
"You sick motherfucker! All right, you asked fah it-" He had the Egyptian bested in both height and weight, and it would feel so damn good to beat the shit out of the object of his ire. He launched himself at Malik, only to be brought up short, and held fast in a steel embrace.
"Easy, Jounouchi. Do you want to spend the night in jail? He's really not worth it." Kaiba reasoned quietly in Jou's ear. The CEO had heard their voices raised in argument, and his curiosity had gotten the best of him. He'd wheeled the bike down the alley, and traced Jounouchi's steps. He'd arrived in the courtyard just in time to prevent Jou from attacking Malik.
Jou grimaced. In the heat of the moment he'd forgotten all about Kaiba. He hated that the brunet would see him in such a state. "Let me go Kaiba!" He growled, struggling from his grasp, to no avail.
"Not until you calm down. Let me say it once more, slowly. He's. Not. Worth. It." He felt Jou relax a little and loosened his hold, but remained alert in case Jou was trying to catch him off-guard and escape.
"I see you didn't waste any time pining over Ryou." Malik sneered as he glanced over to Kaiba. "I'm sure he'll be very ~interested~ to know who you're out with. He's been crying over what he did to you all fucking day."
"It's-"
"It's none of your business who Jounouchi is seeing, Malik." Kaiba interrupted, still maintaining a calm demeanor.
"Mmmm, I see." Malik shifted his gaze to Kaiba. "I'll wager you weren't too upset to have your little dog come running into your arms, now were you?" Kaiba glared impassively at the lavender-eyed blond, refusing to take his bait.
"Is it true Jou?" Ryou's soft voice cut through the tension. He was standing on the steps outside Jou's door, arms laden with a cardboard box.
Kaiba dropped his arm to his side and Jounouchi spun to face Ryou. Malik had been telling the truth. Ryou's eyes were red-rimmed, and his face was puffy from crying. His chocolate eyes were riveted to Jou as he waited patiently for Jou's answer. Kaiba watched Jou closely, wondering if he would protest the accusation, and explain why he and Kaiba happened to be out together. The brunet could see that the expression on Jou's face belied all of the accumulated hurt he was feeling.
In the silence that followed, Ryou asked pointedly "Jou are you seeing Kaiba?"
At the intrusive question, Jou's anger flared again. He'd been ready to be honest with Ryou, to tell him about Shizuka's engagement to Mokuba, and how he and Kaiba had run into each other and were now just grabbing a bite to eat, but his stubborn streak got the best of him.
"And what concern is it of yours who I'm seeing?" He snarled instead.
Ryou's eyes widened with surprise as he glanced back and forth between Jou and the CEO. "It's just that ... I didn't even know you two were on speaking terms."
Jou shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "I don't have to explain myself or my actions to you anymore." He glanced past Ryou to the interior of his apartment. "Are you done in there?"
"Yes, I left the key on the counter, just as you asked." Ryou let the door close behind him and stepped down to ground level.
"Good." Jou climbed the stairs behind him and checked that his door was properly locked.
"Let me take that," Malik reached for the box Ryou was holding. "And let's get the fuck out of here, babe."
"O-Okay, Malik," Ryou answered quietly. He turned back to Jou. "I-I'm so sorry Jou. I never meant to hurt you."
"Yeah, yeah, I heard ya before, Ryou." Jou's eyes flashed angrily.
"Come on, let's go," Malik shifted the box he was carrying to one side and freed up an arm to wrap possessively around Ryou's waist. "We've obviously interrupted their little tryst." He added as a last dig, glancing over his shoulder at Jou. They brushed by Kaiba as they headed toward the street. The security gate slammed shut, signifying their departure.
Jou stared forlornly at the empty space that Ryou had occupied. Kaiba, who was never good at offering comfort, waited impatiently for the blond to pull himself together. As the minutes dragged on the brunet shifted uncomfortably, taking in the layout of the courtyard in the dim ambient light. It looked like a lovely refuge. It had been carefully laid out and invited quiet contemplation. He was acutely aware of the trickling of the water in the fountain and the sounds of the street that drifted in from the alley. Impatience slowly devolved into annoyance.
"Jounouchi, are you all right?" He asked finally, hoping he didn't sound too harsh.
Jou looked up suddenly at Kaiba and the CEO could see his tear-streaked face. The brunet felt a slight melting of his heart as he realized how deeply Jou was hurt. It never occurred to him that the blond had actually thought he loved Ryou. Along with that realization came a brief stab of jealousy. He chastised himself; he had nothing to be jealous of.
"No, not really. Just give me a minute." Jou sat down heavily on the steps and dropped his head into his hands. Kaiba came over and sat down next to him.
"I know you'd rather be with your friends right now. In fact I'm probably the last person on earth you want to be with." Kaiba continued slowly. "But I'm the one who's here." His voice trailed off, before he added, "Do you want to talk about it?"
"No. There's nothing to say." Was Jou's was muffled reply.
Kaiba sighed. "Well if it makes you feel any better, I think you can do far better than Ryou Bakura."
Jou looked up from his hands and stared intently into Kaiba's blue eyes. "Oh yeah, like who? No one was exactly beating a path to my door ta go out with me."
"And that was your sole reason for dating him?"
Jou frowned and looked away. "No," he said weakly. "I was lonely, and it didn't hurt that he was really good in the sack."
Despite another twinge of jealousy, Kaiba smirked at Jou's honesty. "I understand that."
"How could you understand? You could be with anyone."
Kaiba shook his head with disgust. "Precisely. And I never know if they are with me because of who I am or what I represent. And I need more than just a good fuck."
"Ya mean you've never fucked someone just ta get off?"
Kaiba snorted. "Really Jounouchi, think about it. Do you think I can afford to engage in such behavior?" He lied, knowing full well that mentally he'd done precisely that with the blond, not only earlier that same evening, but several times over the last few months, as his recent behavior would attest. And he'd certainly paid out some hefty sums to bury his latest indiscretions. But still, he'd entered each relationship believing it to have some merit, some future. And yet, it was the blond alone who'd been able to foster such wanton lust within the CEO.
"That sucks." Jou snickered. He was determined to salvage the rest of the night. He couldn't undo the past, but he needn't dwell in it either.
"Yes it does." Kaiba allowed himself a smirk at his own expense. The idea of pursuing Jounouchi was beginning to coalesce in his mind, and with it came the rush he always felt when faced with a challenge.
"So, are ya still hungry?"
"At this point I'm starving."
"'Kay. Then let's grab some dinner." Jou stood up and offered his hand to Kaiba.
Kaiba accepted it and gracefully rose to his feet. "And Kaiba, thanks for before, with Malik."
"I owed you one." Noticing the frown on Jou's face, he added "And I really didn't want to spend my night bailing your ass out of jail." He grinned at Jou to indicate his jest.
"Nice ta know ya would have considered it." Jou smiled back genuinely. "Oh and one more thing-you're wrong. You aren't the ~last~ person on earth I want to be with right now."
Kaiba snorted as he followed Jou back to the street, wondering idly who that honor belonged to.
The crowd at Chez Pierre had thinned enough that they didn't need to wait long for a table. Once Fujiwara, the maitre d had recognized that the man Jounouchi was with was none other than Kaiba Seto, he would not hear of seating him at the staff table. He scowled at Jou for even suggesting it. He found them seats at the bar and ordered them complimentary drinks while their table was readied. Before Fujiwara left, Jou whispered to him that he'd pay for dinner from his salary.
Overhearing Jou's conversation, Kaiba said, "Don't be ridiculous Jounouchi, I will pay for our dinner."
"No way, I invited you and I'll take care of it." Jou replied stubbornly.
"Stop being stubborn and let me pay for the goddamned dinner. This isn't a ~date~ after all." He could negotiate multi-million dollar deals, and yet found his attempt to convince Jou to let him pay for dinner clumsy at best.
"Fine, then I'll pay for my half of the check." In the dead silence that followed, Jou desperately searched for a way to be able to graciously accept Kaiba's offer. He knew his stubbornness had the potential of wrecking the tenuous peace they'd been flirting with the entire evening, and he could see the frustration in Kaiba's face as he struggled with his own temper.
The CEO wondered what exactly about Jou he found so attractive as his annoyance level rose. The damned blond was still infuriating, and for the second time in the evening Kaiba openly questioned his sanity for actually accepting Jou's offer to hang out together. But a glance at the perfection that was Jounouchi's profile reminded Kaiba of what was really at stake. He took a deep breath before he could say something regrettable.
"Jounouchi, it would be my pleasure to buy my future brother-in-law dinner."
So they were both working at it Jou thought, before replying with a smile. "Since ya put it that way, how could I refuse?" Relieved that Jounouchi had accepted his offer, the CEO exhaled the breath he'd been holding.
"How long have you been employed here?" Kaiba eyed the blond as he sipped his drink. He'd stuck with Jameson's, as had Jou.
"I've been working here since high school."
"Yugi says that you've become quite a good chef."
Jou smiled embarrassedly. "I do okay. People seem ta like what I cook."
"I'll have to come by some night when you are working."
The maitre d returned to collect them, and Jou noted with satisfaction that he'd seated them at a table that was served by Yoshida, the top waiter on duty.
Kaiba noticed that their arrival had created a stir among the staff, but their glances were equally split between him and their co-worker. He smiled to himself. It was classic Jounouchi; only he would be prone to rash decisions like bringing one of the most influential men in Japan to the restaurant where he worked, on one of the most romantic nights of the year. It was sure to have tongues wagging for weeks. He wasn't too upset at the thought of being linked romantically to the blond. In fact, he believed he could find it rather enjoyable.
He leaned over toward his dinner partner conspiratorially. "I think we've caused quite a stir."
"Yeah, I know." Jou said sourly. "But like I said before-it's no one's business but our own."
Yoshida came by and took their order, Kaiba asked for the p�t� foie gras as an appetizer, filet mignon for his entr�e, and selected a Clos St. Denis burgundy for he and Jou to share. Jou ordered a goat cheese tart and duck confit.
They spent their meal deep in conversation, each getting reacquainted with the other's life. Kaiba listened attentively while Jou described the volunteer work he was doing at the orphanage and explained his dissertation research. He was impressed by Jou's ability to shift out of jargon and explain his research in lay terms--it underscored the blond's emerging abilities as a college professor. Jou for his part probed Kaiba about the new holographic advances that Kaiba Corp. was continuing to pioneer in the gaming industry.
They absently picked at desserts that had been ordered, and continued their pleasant conversation as the restaurant closed and the staff cleaned up around them. Finally Fujiwara cautiously approached the table to present the bill and apologetically explain that they needed to leave. Both men were shocked at the time--it was after 1:00AM.
Kaiba called for his car as they waited for their coats and Jou agreed to wait with him for the car. They crossed the street and stood together outside the security gate; Jou leaned tiredly against it, feeling the full effects of two nights of over imbibing. He was a little drunk, but not in the mood to beat himself up over it.
"Ya know, I had a really great time tonight Kaiba-despite all the BS before with Ryou and Malik."
"I did too, Jounouchi."
The combination of the Jameson's, fine wine and proximity to the stunning blond was loosening Kaiba's inhibitions. He placed his hands on the bars on either side of Jounouchi's head, just above his shoulders, effectively trapping the blond between the gate and his body. Jou looked at him questioningly for a moment before tilting his head up toward the brunet in invitation. He brought his face closer to Jou's, suddenly feeling a bit hesitant about the step he was about to take. It was Jounouchi who closed the distance between them, tentatively brushing Kaiba's lips with his own. Surprised, the brunet pulled his head back, but the sight of Jou's half-closed eyes and partly open lips proved too much for Kaiba's self-control.
He brought his lips tenderly against Jou's and slid his tongue gently over Jou's lower lip. Again he pulled back to gauge the blond's reaction.
"Don't stop," Jou said quietly. It was all the invitation Kaiba required, he let a groan escape as he pressed his body against Jou's pinning him against the gate. At the same time he ravished the blond's mouth, finding the taste of his sweet dessert further intoxicating. It was with great relief that he felt Jou's response. He slid his hands under Kaiba's open coat and under the hem of his sweater to caress the flat planes of back as they slid in unison up toward his shoulders. The sensation of Jou's skin against his served to heighten Kaiba's arousal, he let go of the bars of the gate and tangled his fingers through blond hair, turning Jou's head to the side, Kaiba licked across his exposed cheek eliciting a throaty moan as he nibbled an earlobe before tracing the contour of Jou's perfect jaw line.
He could feel Jou's erection pressing against him as he rediscovered his hot sweet mouth and began to leisurely explore its interior while at the same time allowing Jou equal access to his. His head was spinning and it wasn't from the wine. Years of pent-up unacknowledged desire poured from Kaiba and he ground against the blond, ensuring Jou was aware of just how excited he made him. He felt Jou stiffen against him and he pulled back at the protest. Jou clung to him a bit unsteadily, so Kaiba leaned both their bodies against the gate. He waited for Jounouchi to say something, anything.
Jou smiled at Kaiba. He was beyond happy, and still trying to ingest the fact that he'd just been kissing Kaiba, and it felt damn good. So good that he didn't want it to stop. He let his hands drop down off of Kaiba's back and then slid them up his sides, clasping them together at the base of the brunet's neck. He pulled Kaiba to him and claimed his lips again. He bit lightly on the brunet's upper lip and tugged on it gently. Finding Jou temptingly irresistible, Kaiba again pressed their bodies tightly together and sought out his sweet mouth, this time Jou moaned wantonly into Kaiba's, and he knew at that point Jou was his for the taking.
It was at that precise moment that his reason once again found him, and he pulled away from the blond reluctantly.
"No, please. Don't stop Seto," Jou gasped. Hearing his name slip from those sexy lips almost pushed Kaiba past his resolve, but to sleep with Jounouchi at this point, when he still smarted from the breakup of his love affair was wrong on so many levels. He could forgive himself the indiscretion of a kiss, but he would never get over taking advantage of Jou in that way.
"You don't know how much I want you right now Katsuya." He whispered raggedly. "But you would hate yourself for your weakness in the morning. And I don't want that at all." He heard the sound of a car stopping and looked over his shoulder to see that his limo had arrived. He released Jou then and placed a lingering kiss on his forehead. "Give me your keys." He ordered. "I want to make sure you get inside okay."
Jou sighed as he handed over his keys. "But you are such a good kisser." He whined. He pressed his body against Kaiba's as the brunet worked the lock on the gate. Kaiba grabbed Jou by the wrist and pulled him towards his door. He climbed the stairs and unlocked the door to his apartment before answering Jou.
"It's only because I find you incredibly sexy." He said as he kissed Jou chastely on the lips. Now get some sleep and we will talk soon, I promise." He smiled at Jou as he turned and walked away.
A/N: Thanks to all who've reviewed ... more TK in the near future!
- 7
- 8
- 9
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

In The Name Of Love