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Nesting Habits	By : trystkinkou Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 12185 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Nesting Habits

Nesting Habits
Author: Kinkou
Rating:M
Genre: AU Romance/Humor
Pairing:Jou/Seto, Yugi/Yami, Malik/Marik, Ryou/Bakura
Disclaimer:I do not hold any rights to anything in the Yugioh world. That all remains with it's creator.
Summary: This is the story how Jou finds an injured Black Dragon Duel Pet one night and raises it regardless of petnappers, lovesick dragonesses, or sadistic CEOs.
Chapter {9/?}
*!*!*!*! A/n: I know I had previously place part of this up as chapter 9 but I decided to combine them into a short chapter 9 and will separate chapter 10 into the rest of the day focusing on the after school activities. Sorry for being so late with this update. I am also going to be doing an update to Nesting Habits: Fledgling Flights soon that will depict the protection spell and how it came to be. Also will show how the past was lost. *!*!*!*!

****Chapter 9

“Get out of my way, Mutt!” Blue eyes blazed deep into honey-gold.

Jou snarled back in the elder teen’s face. “Make me Moneybags!”

Grasping the front of Jou’s jacket, Seto growled. “I should have bought you a muzzle.” Jou lost his breath as his back slammed into the lockers lining the school’s hallway. How this fight started, he had no clue. The sounds that usually echoed deafeningly as others rushed down the halls seemed oddly muted.

Jou opened his mouth; insults brimming on his tongue’s tip only to find his breath stolen once more. Not by pain, but Seto’s mouth fused fiercely to his. Frozen, Jou’s body allowed the brunette’s tongue full access to map the cavern behind his teeth. A firm suck on his own muscle surprised a deep moan from Jou, calling it out to play. But the cold hand sneaking under his shirt brought his attention crashing back. Focusing every bit of his will simply on removing his fingers from those delicious cinnamon locks to travel down to the firm chest below, Jou broke the kiss with a shove. His breath panted. “Wha-” Moaning as sharp teeth nipped at his throat teamed up with that deviously wandering hand, Jou fought to keep his thoughts straight. “What do ...*groan*... ya tink yer… oh...doin...Kaiba?” He tried to capture that evil, evil hand , but soon found both his held firm above his head.

“Bad Puppy.” Seto’s voice muffled slightly against Jou’s neck; a stinging pain from Seto’s teeth chastised the blond. “I’m just petting my Puppy.” Jou couldn’t get a word out as a long moan slipped passed his lips. Stroking firmly, Seto’s hand virtually destroyed Jou’s every complaint. Jou arched forward following its lazy rhythm. Mewling, he tried getting his tormentor to do SOMETHING. What he wasn’t sure himself, but the husky chuckle along his neck said Seto knew. And the torturous twist he employed, clearly communicated his promise of compliance.

Leaning back, Seto left Jou’s neck, admiring his work with a smirk. An electric flame burned behind those blue eyes making Jou writhe further; wanting the burn they promised. Seto’s mouth opened, moving to claim the other side. Jou waited for that deep husky voice, dreamily.

“Momma!”

Blinking, Jou gaped at the brunette. “Wha?” Opening his mouth again, Seto leaned forward.

“MOMMA!!!”

Jerking up, Jou came awake to a small black form rolling off his stomach with a surprised “Squee!” Jou looked down at Kigai lying across his legs in confusion. ‘It was a dream?’ Grabbing his neck, Jou felt phantom lips still warming his skin. ‘Where did that come from?’ Bewildered, he reached out and picked up his little one. “Sorry bout dat. Whatcha need, big guy?”

Little black claws embraced the larger body, purring. Red eyes blinked innocently up. “Hungrrrry.” His rumble matched his tummy’s perfectly.

Jou laughed. Tickling the rounded belly, he quickly stood up. “We better get breakfast started then, before Zombie Ryou starts walking.” It didn’t take long before both sat stuffing their faces while Ryou shuffled in for his morning tea. All in all, Jou couldn’t be happier. But something tickled the back of his mind, chipping away his barriers.
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Sighing, blue eyes blinked up at his ceiling. Why do perfect dreams ALWAYS end at the BEST parts?! Seto’s soft groan drifted barely passed the bed’s edge. By far this was the most realistic of his ‘Puppy’ dreams, but like the others it’s abrupt end stole his breath. Once. Just once, he wished he’d get further than the petting. Ah well, he’d better take himself in hand and start his day. It was promising to be very busy.

Soundlessly, his bare feet traveled the short distance to the bathroom. Once past the door, Seto’s frustrations melted away. Running water cascading over the black stone waterfall singing in chorus with the few birds present brought a small smile to his lips. Blue eyes took in the tall trees and flowers framing the waterfall’s pool. It never failed to calm him; crossing the mini-portal home. Looking around, neither Mokuba nor his himes were present. All the better for some private time. His stride didn’t falter as he moved into the waters before him. Humming in delight, Seto relaxed in the cool waters; wings spread and tail swishing contentedly in his true form. Everything he felt before, dissolved in the currents swirling around his floating form. His frown appeared for a split moment as he remembered all the times his adopted Guardian forced him to remain in human form… hardly allowed to take his true form and certainly never his full form. Growling, Seto forced those back. He still had issues remaining in his full form for long stretches of time without slipping back into his human form. Luckily that served to save him several times, so he could not be too angry at Gozaburo for that. Other things yes, but not that. Sighing, Seto relaxed and thought back to his dream. If only he could play out what his fruitful mind teased. But no, he could not. For Mokuba’s sake and happiness, he could never have what his heart cried for.

‘But why not?’ The little poisonous voice whispered. ‘Why can we not play with our Puppy? Why not taste what is before us?’ Shaking his head, Seto tried to dispel those traitorous thoughts. He knew why even if his heart did not. Relaxation destroyed by his own mind, Seto sighed and rushed his scrubbing. Today promised to be a LONG day indeed.
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Slogsh...Slogsh...Slogsh.

‘Let it never be said, “Let your life be interesting”, is NOT a VERY potent curse!’ Jou snarled mentally as his squishing sneakers brought shivers to his spine. Bright blue paint freely decorated his school uniform; drenched sneakers from the fire hydrant that broke as he passed and half frozen feet only tipped the misery-burg this morning. Luckily, Kigai was snuggled nice and clean inside Jou’s jacket. Maybe Jou should have stay at the clinic to wait for Ryou to return with his Partner, but nooooo. He just HAD to make a statement by not missing class today. Something about not being cowed by the staff… as a blue blob dropped from his hair to the floor, Jou really couldn’t remember what it was about anymore.

Sighing, thankfully Jou was early enough that he had a chance to change into his gym clothes before classes started. Quickly stripping off his ruined clothes, Jou refused to even dwell on his trip here, but the events kept playing over and over. Murphy seemed to be targeting him more than usual. From his first step out the door, everything went to hell in a handbasket complete with embroidered cushions. Kigai tripped down the stairs, but Jou managed to catch him before he hit the concrete...taking the full force of the fall himself. Next on the list was as they passed the fire hydrant about halfway to the school that just suddenly burst, spraying Jou full on as he imposed his own body to shield Kigai. Thankfully that didn’t last long, but the little one was starting to cry softly in fear. Shushing him, Jou cuddled him inside his semi-dry shirt and jacket to calm him as they continued their trek. The final insult was just outside the school. As they were nearing the doors and Jou thought nothing else could happen, a couple of painters working on the main building dropped cans of paint from the scaffolding. Only the blue paint spilt on him thankfully on the way down and not a hard can landing on his head. Kigai missed the mess snuggled in Jou’s shirt as it were. Jou was sure something was out to get him.

“Momma?” Jou turned back to the small black dragon holding a bright blue ball. “Pey?”

Jou couldn’t stop his smile. Kigai was just too adorable at times. “Sorry, big guy. We can’t play right now. We’ve got to get to class, but we can play as soon as we get there, ok?” He knew the teachers wouldn’t let Kigai play with the ball until athletics, but he had a few learning games they could work on. Picking kigai up, Jou headed back towards the classroom; not even looking in the direction of the office. After everything yesterday, he was not about to give those idiots a chance to hurt his little Partner.
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The shadowed corner pulsed in silent snickers. Mahad could hardly believe everything that happened to the poor boy as he walked to the school. If he could not see the threads connecting everything in a seamless flow both to and away, he’d not even believe it. Something was purposely seeking Jou’s death, of that he was certain. But, something else more powerful kept interfering to protect the boy. The threads- both for and against Jou- Mahad observed held no obvious outside influence, but on closer inspections Mahad caught a very faint after-glow of tampering. The Chaos Magician shook his head; even he could admit the humor in the boy’s condition. Still this bore further investigation. Filing his observations away, he returned to the Bureau. His orders just to observe until on school grounds; at least here the Bureau’s protections would interfere with whatever was after the boy.

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“-ama. AL pey!” Yugi smiled at the demanding little voice. It seemed Jou and Lucky were already in the classroom. Sliding open the door, Yugi took in the sight of a trotting Lucky chasing after a small blue ball. The little one’s steps were certainly surer than before, but still unsteady on the slick floors. The dragon’s happy rumble and goofy smile called Yugi’s own out. He had to admit Lucky was adorable. A slight tap on his leg brought his attention down to his own Partner at his side. After yesterday, Dark asked to accompany Yugi to school to meet the newest addition to their group. Dark didn’t say anything in particular, but given all the information Dark threw at them Yugi thought it had something to do with that. Together, they stood in the doorway a few moments just watching the two interact.

Seeing the ‘Blond Meanie’ -as he’d dubbed Jou- being so maternal towards the little dragon, Dark re-evaluated his earlier critics. True, the blond had bullied his Master when they first met, but he’d been quick to jump to Yugi’s defense when a bigger, crueler bully came on the scene. Actually, thinking back on it, Dark could honestly say it appeared to be more like Jou was trying to get Yugi to protect himself. The few times he saw Jou and Yugi interact, Jou’s taunting was not very scathing and anything physical was minimal; always forcing the smaller boy to evaluate his situation and guard himself . Dark’s eyes tracked the little black dragon’s progress; forcing those thoughts back for now. The dragon seemed to be growing well, already reaching the blond’s waist barely on its hind legs. It also had a good weight on it as well. Most babies the humans raised tended to run on the lean side due to malnutrition, but this one seemed better cared for. Dark chalked that up to Jou being a Bloodling of the dragon sort. Of course one of them would know how to care for a dragon hatchling even if it was just instincts. The little one’s energy levels were doing well also. They were a little raw and fluctuating erratically, but that was normal since he’d not been trained to control yet. “Good morning Jou! Morning to you too Lucky!” Yugi’s voice cut through Dark’s thoughts. Waving, Yugi strolled through the doorway, ;leaving Dark no choice but to follow. The little dragon startled and hid behind Jou’s chair at the sudden voice. Dark’s eyes quickly took in how the blond comforted the baby and greeted his own Master. Everything seemed ok. But the ribbons still bothered him. How the ribbons would twist and cocoon them both; barely grazing others unless another of their close group joins them. The cocoon of ribbons, pulsing in time to some hidden rhythm, hid everything in a shroud of energy given the shape and feel of a normal human. If the ribbons hadn’t started loosening, Dark would have not known what his Master was even though they were bonded. Who ever created this spell was talented and powerful. Luckily, it seemed to just be a protection, but something about a few of the ribbons surrounding Jou worried Dark. Some held a faintly sinister hue.

Shaking his head, Dark joined his Master beside the desk. His observations would be passed on later when the Clan Head and Bureau Representative met with the Mutous. His own dark purple eyes settling on the other’s crimson as Dark extended his own claw in greeting. The little one looked back to the blond before extending his own, still hiding behind the chair. Even though his Master had told him that the little dragon could speak, Dark was startled by its soft ,’hi’. “Hello. It is nice to meet you.” The little smile he received from the dragon almost brought out his own. Maybe it would not be so hard to be friends as he originally thought. Unfortunately, the room started filling rather quickly with the other students and not long after the teacher made his appearance. Whatever else they would say would have to wait. Settling back, Dark watched the group’s ribbons interacting with everything around them; cataloging every action and movement to pass on later.
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