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Stupid Little Games of Love	By : BiPanda Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yuri - Female/Female Views: 1659 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- 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
- 1-Stupid Little Games of Love
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An idea that wouldn’t leave me alone... I think this is one of my better ones. High sexual content (as in there is sex in it), strong language, adult situations, alcohol abuse, child abuse, homophobia.... uh... I think there’s a bit of humor... if that’s any help on believing this isn’t a horrid fic... the main pairing Seto x Jou. If you want smut this is not the story to read. It’s a long story, hopefully realistic. Enjoy.

For the People that don’t know: First off in Japan, The family name is first where in English culture it is last.

Japanese = English names :

Jounouchi Katsuya = Joey Wheeler

Seto Kaiba = Kaiba Seto

Jounouchi Shizuka = Serenity Wheeler

Honda Hiroto = Tristian Taylor

Mazaki Anzu = Tèa Gardener

Otogi Ryuuji = Duke Devillen

Atem = Yami (I’ll actually call him both names.)

Bakura Ryou = Bakura Ryou (who’da guess)

Marik Ishtar = Malik Ishtar

Kaiba Noa = Noah Kaiba

Yami no Bakura = Bakura

Jounouchi Katsuya Vs. Kaiba Seto

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Jounouchi sighed and walked into his favorite bar. At this bar no one knew his father and his father didn’t know about this bar. Saki-Oni was its name and there, they didn’t know the blonde was a year under the drinking limit. Jounouchi doubt they’d care as long as he paid.

Why did he drink, knowing full well all the horrible effects because of his father? Because Jounouchi might have not been smart, but he wasn’t an idiot like his deadbeat dad. He only did it one day a week and that’s only if Shizuka would allow him to, so he had a second opinion. "Hey Saruki." He told the bartender, sitting down. "Ey, what’s de special teday, me love?" He said in this best Irish accent. (Which was pretty bad.)

"Martini..." she handed Jounouchi a glass with an olive to the side of it.

Jounouchi took the drink and sipped at it. "Hum... I’m still conscious... but it’ll do." He sipped at it by by bit, staring at his hand. He then slid her the money not even looking.

It would have gone like this until the glass was empty when a familiar voice entered his ear. "I think I’ll just have a beer."

"Pfft." Jounouchi said. "You come all the way here to get a beer, Kaiba, this place has great shit and you get a beer."

Seto sat down next to him. "Are you drunk, mutt?"

"Nah... You’d know when I’m drunk... believe me." He took another sip and hunched more, not liking Seto too near.

t;Het;Here you go." Saruki said putting a pint of beer in front of him. "It’s obvious you’re a newbie to the bar scene, pal, next time give me the brand name you want."

Seto sat down next to Jounouchi and stared at his drink. "You shouldn’t be drinking." Seto commented. "You have too high of a probability of becoming an alcoholic because of your father."

"s evs everyone know my pop’s a drunkard?" Jounouchi yelled, slamming down the drink. "For the love of God, I am not my dad, okay?"

"Yeah..." Seto said taking a sip of the beer.

Things went silent for them for the longest time and Jounouchi started entertaining himself by trying to throw peanuts (that the bar graciously provided)o ano an ashtray. He did horribly at it. "Dammit." He cursed as he missed once more and threw another. Miss. "Is the damn ashtray moving!?" Suddenly a peanut landed in the ashtray. He looked over and saw Seto thoughtlessly chuck another. He followed it with his eyes to see it land perfectly in its destination. "Have to beat me at everything don’t you?!"

"Yep... of course itoo eoo easy, doggie."

Jounouchi stood up and slammed his fist into the bar table. "Oh, that’s what you think Kaiba! I know I could whip your ass in a game of shots!"

"I’m taller than you," Seto laughed, "and I weigh more than you. I have the advantage over you, just like every other game in the entire world."

It was now obvious to the blonde that Seto wasn’t only a newbie at the bar, but a newbie drinker. He knew the statistics, sure, but he didn’t know the rules. Sometimes it didn’t matter how much mass you have (thatt wat was explained in his health class), but how much you could hold. Jounouchi was given the gift of tolerance and since Seto didn’t have one built up (if he had a tolerato dto drugs at all) Jounouchi knew who had the real advantage. "I challenge you to a game of shot glass." He grinned confidently, standing up and pointing down at Seto in a sadly dramatic pose.

"Fine." Seto smirked back. "I’ll buy."

"I’d be insulted if you didn’t." The blonde said, trying his hardest to get rid of trin rin that was plastered on his face so perfectly. "Saruki." He didn’t take his devil set eyes off of Seto as he called over the bartender. "Me and Mr. Seto over ‘ere are gonna need a table and a few rounds of shots." Jounouchi walked over to a table and waved Seto to follow him. "Well, ‘ere you go." He slid out a chair for Seto and sat down across from him. "Ready to lose?"

"Please, I’d never lose to you." Seto rolled his eyes, sitting as a representative of Kaiba Corp. would, upright with his back straight against the chair.

Saruki walked to the table balancing a tray stacked with shot glasses, one on top of another into the shape of a pyramid. "Here you go." She said setting the tray down gently. "Don’t go doing something too stupid Jounouchi." She took the money from Seto.

"Want to up the stakes a bit?" The blonde asked.

"Like how?"

"If I win--"

"If I win you have to admit I’m the best and get over yourself." Seto interrupted.

"And if I win you give me and ay fry friends VIP passes to Kaiba Land, rich boy." Jounouchi took a shot glass and waited for Seto to pick one up. "Ready?" Seto nodded and in unison they drunk in the liquid as quickly as they possibly could, neither wanting to taste the liquor, but it burned down their throats.

Shot after shot after shot. A thousand shots later... at least to the perception of Jounouchi. Seto still seemed to be able to stand on his own two feet. That wasn’t wJounJounouchi expected or wanted. He wanted Seto drunk off his ass so he could win and still be able to walk home without falling in a drunken stupor. "Feelin’ it ye’, pup?" Seto slu. Ok. Okay, maybe he was drunker than Jounouchi thought.

"Sure I am." He mused, knowing full well that he could drink a hell-of-a-lot more. "How about you?"

They did another round.

"Jussa bit." He said picking up another glass and they did another round. He was about to take another when a sudden wave of ecstasy ran up Seto. "I... wow..." The room began to spin with every turn of his head. It was enchanting... until everything went black.

Jounouchi grinned and got up. "I better take him home, Saruki."

"Want me to call a cab?"

"I don’t have anymore money... only brought enough for one drink."

"Just take some out of the rich kids wallet, I doubt he’d notice."

Jounouchi didn’t realise how much he had drank until he slung Seto’s arm over his shoulder and he became woozy. "No... I know I shouldn’t..." He looked at her. "You know I’m for for the money, will you loan me some?"

She sighed. "Only because I think you’re a cute kid." She got into her purse, knowing she couldn’t take money from the register. "If you don’t pay be back by next week I break your legs." Jounouchi laughed, taking the money, but Saruki stared him down. "I’m not kidding." The petite bartender told the blonde with all seriousness.

For some reason, Jounouchi believed every word that she said. "Thanks." He yelped. "I will."

She picked up the phone and dialed it. "Hello... yeah, it’s me... yep, send a cab. Thanks, Ryono." She hung up the phone. "They’ll be here in a minute, best you wait outside."

Jounouchi nodded and headed out of the bar. "God, Kaiba, I didn’t expect you to pass out..." He dropped the boy on a nearby bench and sat next to him, holding him up. Seto let out a sigh. "You’re luck I’m as much as a jackass as you think... or someone would be pickin’ you up right now and be taking advantage of you." He looked at the money. She only gave him enough to make it to one of their houses. "Dad’s out of town for the week... it wouldn’t be bad if you just stayed a night."

The cab stopped in front of the door, which they were right next to, so Jounouchi lifted Seto up, thanking the almighty--if there was one--that he was naturally strong. He got himself into the cab after he put Seto in. "Where to?" The driver asked

"The Sonatusuke apartment building." He told the driver.

"Really?" The driver asked Jounouchi. "That place is a dump."

"That place is my home." The driver flinched and kept quite. "I live there... got it?" Jounouchi hissed, not liking that the bum driving a cab for a living was disrespecting his home.

"Sorry man." the driver chuckled. "It’s just... I used to live there, not a good place to raise a family, ya know?"

"My pa lives there, I don’t really have a choice where I live at the moment." Jounouchi said, knowing it wasn’t a good place to do anything... besides sell drugs or have a wild party that would last days.

"I’ll ignore that... being that you just came out of a bar."

Jounouchi laughed nervously. "Ri~ight." He looked down at Seto who seemed to be in a slumber more than drunkenly passed out.

The blonde wasn’t surprised that it didn’t take long to get to his house, he could have walked it if not been for Seto. "M’kay that’ll be--"

"Yeah, I know the price, this isn’t my first time." He handed the taxi driver all the money Saruki gave him. "Keep the change, I won’t need it." He hauled the CEO out of the car and hoisted him over his shoulder like a cave man would have done with his mate. Thinking that made Jou feel very awkward.

He staggered to open the door and walk up the steps (being that the elevator had been out of order for sometime). "Good..." Jounouchi grunted, making it up one step. He said one word for every step he was able to climb. "Thing... you’re... not... heavy... or anything... or this would be.... difficult." He was happy he only lived two floors up.

When he got to his door a neighbor greeted him. "Hey, Katsuya." Mr. Tanoga-- or as he liked to be called... Miss Tanoga-- giggled as he walked up to Jounouchi drunkenly. "Who’s the fine piece of ass you got there?"

Now, being that this cross-dressing man was defiantly not of sober mind (though he was sure it wasn’t all liquor that made him act this way) he decided not to punch his teeth out for calling Seto a fine piece of ass. "He’s a friend of mine who got too wasted." Jounouchi said, trying to pull his key out of his pocket.

"I’d just wait until he wakes up to fuck ‘em okay? Brings a lot of legal business out of it."

Jouno was was all too happy when he found his key and shoved it into its slot. "Thanks, I’ll remember that Miss Tanoga." He hurried and got in shutting the door on the transvestite’s face. "I’m sure you know all about it..." He told Tanoga in a whisper, knowing there was no way he could hear it.

He made his way to his room, having to dodge many beer cans and bottles, not to mention all the other unmentionables his father never cleaned up and reached his room and slammed open the door, putting the CEO on his bed. He sighed and fell on the bed next to him. "I win, Kaiba-boy." He said before passing out beside Seto.

Seto woke up screaming at the top of his lungs, having no clue where he was. He didn’t stop when a hand touched his shoulder and didn’t stop when the owner of the hand began screaming at him. He didn’t stop when the person yelling at him tackled him to a soft surface and only stopped because the one who tackled him was now covering his mouth. "It’s okay." Said the boy who straddled him. It took a few more seconds for him to realise it was Jounouchi. "Are you going to scream again?"

Seto shook his head side to side, telling the blonde he wouldn’t.

"Good." Whispered Jounouchi, slowly taking his hand off Seto’s mouth.

"Where am I?" Seto asked as Jounouchi got off of him.

"You’re in my room." Suddenly, it all made sense and with the sense came a hangover. He let out a long moan and grabbed his head. "You okay?" The blonde whispered, knowing what Seto was going though.

"I should go." He tried to stand up, but fell down. The see seemed to spin with every movement he made and he felt like he had just ran full speed, head first, into a brick wall.

Jounouchi pressed down on Seto’s chest. "No you’re staying here until your hangovers gone." He got up. "You hungry? I gotta make dad some food too, want some eggs or somethin’?"

"I’ll just have orange juice."

Jounouchi hesitated and nodded. "Sure." He kept nodding as though he had something on his mind and left, shutting the door behind him. He knew they didn’t have any orange juice, just coffee. Of course... He walked up to his dad, who laid on the couch sloppily. "Hey we need some orange juice."

His dad had came home a lot earlier then planned and now Jounouchi had to figure out a way to get Seto out of the house without him knowing. "For what?" He mumbled, taking a swig of beer out of a bottle. He was watching the news on the small TV they had.

"I want some."

"There’s some money on top of the fridge... don’t spend it all."

"Sure." Jounouchi grabbed the money and went running out the door, running down the stairs and out of the building all together. He ran as fast as he could to the grocery store--which was only a block away--and hurried to where the milk and juices were put. He grabbed a best looking brand of orange juice and paid the grosser what he owed. He ran back as fast as he possibly could and made his way back to his apartment.

The kitchen, if you could call such a small thing that, was only partly clean because of Jounouchi hurrying to make the place look livable for Seto. He cleaned a glass and dried it, putting in orange juice, ran into his room with the glass and gave it to Seto, finally catching his breath. "Why are you breathing so heavily?"

"We... didn’t have..." He took in another swallow of air, "any orange juice... so... I got some... for ya."

Seto looked down at the liquid. "Thank you." Was all he could manage to say, deep in his thoughts. The room went silent for a bit until a nagging question made its way to the surface. "Why are you being so nice to me?" The blonde said nothing. "You won didn’t you? Or I wouldn’t be here. Then why haven’t you even mentioned that?"

Jounouchi sat down next to Seto and looked into his lap. "I’ll do it when you don’t have a hangover."

Seto put the glass down. He didn’t know what to do. "Why didn’t you just leave me there?" He looked over to Jounouchi. The blonde’s face seemed to be a bit flush. "I mean... I know you don’t have a car so I must have been a lot to carry all the way home."

"I didcarrcarry you all the way home, I borrowed the money off the bartender and got us a cab."

"Then why didn’t you take me home?"

"Well, for one I only had enough money to get to one place or the other, and I figured you didn’t want Mokuba to see ya trashed." He looked to the door. "Didn’t really want ya to come here, place is a mess." Yes, his home was a mess and at first, that was the only reason, but with his dad home unexpectedly, that brought in a whole new line of problems.

"Looks fine to me." Seto said, scanning the room. The bed was only a mattress on the floor, but all the clothes were put away, the floor looked well kept.

"Nah, my rooms always nice lookin’, but it smells like booze and cigs outside dat door." He nodded to the exit. "And my pop is already quite wasted." He looked to match Seto’s gaze. "That means he’ll be a little too friendly or throw you out."

"Too friendly?"

Jounouchi ripped his eyes away. "You know... hit on you."

"He would?" Seto asked with disgust. Jounouchi laughed a little, nervously, nodding at the question. "What?"

"If I was wasted and I noticed you, I’d hit on you too." Seto didn’t know what to say to that either. "You feel like your ready to go?" He looked down at the juice. "If you’relineling okay then you better get out of here before my dad decides to get up." He made it to his feet. "Might have to sneak out though."

Seto nodded and allowed Jounouchi to help him up. "You still haven’t answered my question." He told the blonde as soon as he was able to stand up on his own. "Why didn’t you leave me there?"

"Because, idiot," Jounouchi laughed. "I’m sure someone would take advantage of a guy passed out on the street."

"But, you shouldn’t care about that... you hate me."

Jounouchi backed up a bit. "Well... not that much. Even you don’t deserve that." He made his way to the door without turning. "Now c’mon, lets get you out of here."

He opened his door to his father on the other side. "Who’s this Katsuya?" The drunken man asked.

"Oh, j-just a friend of mine, pop, no one important." He locked arms with Seto and threw him past his dad. "He’s going to leave right now."

His father brought his hand around Jounouchi’s neck. Seto watched not knowing what to do. Jounouchi’s father did it so casually like he wasn’t going to strangle his son... or no one was around to see it. "Didn’t I tell ya, no one in the house unless I say so." He backed Jounouchi up to a wall and began to tighten his grip, making the blonde choke a little.

"S-sorry d--"

He was interrupted by his father’s free hand punching him in the stomach. "I told ya and ya didn’t listen."

Jounouchi nodded and looked into his father’s dead eyes. "I gotta go, okay?" He pushed his father off. The old drunkard stumbled and fell onto his son’s bed, passing out. "That was a lucky break." He looked at Seto who was horrified. "Don’t tell anyone... please?" Seto, not knowing whom he could tell, nodded frantically as Jounouchi made his way to him. "This is the real reason I didn’t want you to come here." He made his way out the door. "No one knows... but... I couldn’t leave you there." He opened the front door. "Don’t tell Yugi... he couldn’t handle it."

It was then Seto and his brain reunited. "What the hell? Your father is an abusive alcoholic and you’re worried about Yugi not having the stomach for it? He was aiming to kill you, Katsuya. How do you expect me to not tell anybody? You know whom I’m telling? I’m telling the freakin’ cops!" By this time they had made his way out of the building. "And..."

Jounouchi put a finger over his mouth. "The cops won’t help, they never have, okay?"

"You mean... you’ve..."

"Yeah, I tried to get out of here." Jounouchi admitted. "But the cops don’t believe me being that I get into fights at school. I’m stuck here, I got no where else to go, okay?" He began to walk away, but Seto stopped him, putting the shorter boy into a hug.

"Stay with me then." He whispered, not exactly sure why he hugged Jounouchi. "You helped me so I’ll take care of you, okay? Just don’t ever go back to your dad’s."

Jounouchi pushed Seto away from him. "Get off me." He then grabbed Seto’s shirt and pulled him close. "You have no idea what it’s like! You can’t just expect me to just leave him! He needs me, dumb ass!"

"But--t;&nt;

"No! Just because you were given everything in life doesn’t mean the rest of us will!" He calmed down. "When Mom left with Shizuka... he didn’t drink much before then, now... he just... gave up on life, I’m all he’s got left... sure I wanna leave, but I want him at least in jail so he has someone who can take care of him... I can’t leave until I can get him into somewhere that’ll feed and clothe him!"

You think I was handed everything I have? His mind roared. "What do you mean?" He said calmly, ignoring his thoughts.

"I mean...&quoounoounouchi sighed and scratched his head, a nervous twitch he always had. "I know he hurts me, but I know he loves me... and I love him too. I wanna escape, but not until he can go somewhere safe. That’s why you don’t understand."

Seto growled and grabbed Jounouchi’s shoulders, pulling him into a deep kiss. Jounouchi pushed him off. "I thought you..." help me because you cared about me... I thought... His mind finished what he couldn’t say.

"There’s a pay phone down the road." Jounouchi said coldly. "Go get a ride home."

"So... you didn’t..." actually give a damn and I’m the one who’s an idiot.

"No, I was just being nice." He stomped back inside, leaving Seto to walk down the street alonnbspnbsp;

When he made it back to his apartment, he was angry. He didn’t want to do anything but yell at someone.

He stormed back into his room. "What was Kaiba thinking? Hasn’t anyone ever been nice to him?" He realised his father was still passed out on the bed. "Jeez, you don’t kiss every guy that treats you nice."

It all started with a game of chess. When brother was ten and I was five... we had already lost our parents... A distant memory rang through Jounouchi’s head. It was when Mokuba explained to him, Honda, Anzu, and Yugi the the other Yugi) a little why Kaiba Seto was the way he was. Jounouchi sat down and let the voice of Mokuba talk. Our relatives used up our inheritance, then left us in an orphanage... "Listen to me! If you show weakness, it’s all over!! Don’t trust anyone!" My brother was always saying that... Kaiba Gozaburo... my brother challenged him... and he won... but he won by cheating!

Jounouchi sighed, wishing he could turn off what ever was replaying this in his head. It proved everything he said only a few minutes ago to be wrong and Mokuba ‘s voice didn’t stop there. And so our last name was changed to Kaiba... but the life we began that day was the opposite of what we hoped for! That man

Kaiba was a monster. He put my brother into a special accelerated school program. Day in and day out, he forced him to study: foreign languages, social studies, economics, game strategy... It was like endless torture... but--

Jounouchi covered his ears and began humming noises to try to get the voice that made him feel so guilty out of his head. "I don’t need to hear this." He whispered. "Shuddup..." He let go of his ears and smiled. The droning voice has stopped. "I guess Kaiba never had that great of a life either..." He looked at his father. "I really hate you." lie lied to the man who was sprawled across his son’s bed.

He wanted to really hate the man who hit him everyday. He always left some kind of bruise to see later whether it was a black eye, a swollen cheek, or his son flinching horribly at any movement he made. Jounouchi could never hit him back. The blonde craved to kick his dad in the stomach while the old guy was out, but he couldn’t. He loved the man too much. That’s why he always went on the mouth attack, shooting him with every foul word in the book, whether the man could hear it or not.

...to lose means to die... thank you... for teaching me...

Did Seto still believe that? That winning was everything? If that were the case Jounouchi would of been on the next lynch to every game Yugi ever showed him, but Seto wasn’t used to losing and even more so, he wasn’t used to losing to Jounouchi.

Mokuba once told him that story. How Gozaburo had jumped out a window to teach Seto his final lesson in the game and corporate world. To lose means to die. He wouldn’t... would he?

Jounouchi stood up and ran out the door, slamming it without realising. He made his way to where he and Seto had last talked as quickly as he possibly could, hitting into a big old woman in curlers on the way. He ignored her and jumped out of the door. Seto was no where to be found.

He ran to the pay phone and looked around. "What do you want?" A voice behind him muttered.

Jounouchi smiled ear to ear and spun around. "Kaiba! You’re alive!" He dropped down and hugged Seto around the waist.

The CEO had been resting on a wooden bench, obviously waiting for his ride, but got up when Jounouchi ran up in front of him. He looked very confused, with ever right to. "Yes... I am." He pulled the excited blonde off of him, not really sure what he was to do... that happened a lot lately.

Jounouchi caught his breath and tried to talk at the same time. "See. I. Wasn’t. Sure. If. You. Still. Believed. That thing. You. Use. To say."

"What thing, idiot?"

"You know." He swallowed hard, finally able to breathemallmally. "That whole ‘To lose is to die’ or something like that." He stood as tall as he could and put his hands on Seto shoulders. "Don’t kill yourself over me winning, it was a stupid game, okay?"

"You... thought... I was going to kill myself, over losing to someone like you?" Seto began laughing and fell back onto the bench. "I take it as a fluke, mutt!"

"So..." His eyebrows lowered, ready to strike. "You jerk! To think I was worried about you!" He punched the bench, bringing them closer. "Excuse me for TRYING to care." He used his other fist to punch a laughing Seto, but the CEO caught it and for a moment things froze.

Jounouchi looked down into Seto’s eyes. The teenage president’s eyes didn’t show anger or petty amusementt trt true fun. Like he was having fun. Not at the expense of others, but the pure, roughhousing fun children had. The kind that didn’t make them angry when they got hit. He was laughing like he was having childish fun. Jounouchi grinned and quickly spun round Seto and put him into a headlock. "What are you doing?"

"Nudgy!" Jounouchi laughed, rubbing his fist into Seto’s hair and skull.

"AH! STOP! WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!!" He grabbed his attacker’s arm and tried to pull him off.

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Seto looked into Jounouchi’s eyes. "Yes."

"Then who cares." He said, scooting close to Seto. "I’m the only one that knows."

"I don’t want anyone else to though, I know it’ll get around."

"I’m a big boy, Seto." Jounouchi said, his face only an inch away from his lover. "I can take care of myself." He brought his lips even closer. They could feel each other’s hot breath.

Seto was the one to bring their lips together for a moment. "We have to get to school." He whispered, breathlessly. "But you and him are some of the best duelists out there, that’s... amazing how people can be brought together like that."

"Bakura." Jounouchi snapped. "No one’s with anyone."

"Yeah, that’s what the deal was if I won." He cheered. "VIP passes for all my friends."

"What about Otogi?" Honda asked hesitantly.

"Sure." Jounouchi waved it off. "Bring everyone, it’s on Kaiba so who cares."

Seto frowned. "Yes... it is..."

"So Jounouchi actually beat you?" Yami asked.

"Good job, Katsuya." Shizuka cheered.

"Yup, I won fair and square." Jounouchi said, rubbing his nose proudly.

"Is that how it happened?" Ryou quipped, but realised what he had said and put his hands over him mouth.

Seto glared at Jounouchi, but the blonde didn’t take notice as he ate his favourite food. The CEO decided that they would talk about it later, not seeing the need to disturb him engorging himself. Seto just returned to his cheep, low in nutrition meal. Come to think of it that’s probably why Jounouchi liked it so much. It didn’t cost much and it was still filling. He probably didn’t care if there was no nutritional value as long as he had something to eat. "Yes, I lost out of his pure luck, so you all get to go to Kaiba Land for a day all expenses paid."

"That is so cool!" Anzu giggled and looked over to Shizuka. "Aren’t you proud of your brother?"

Shizuka giggled back. No, she actually wasn’t. He won by out drinking someone and that scared her more than anything, knowing her father was an alcoholic and put Jounouchi and himself in the poor house. "I’m happy he’s happy."

Anzu nodded. "Well-hell, when are we going?" Honda asked Kaiba, all too excited to tell Otogi. "How about this weekend??"

"Whatever."

Yugi felt bad for Seto even though he was glad Jounouchi was able to finally win a game over him. Seto had, for a long time, looked down upon Jounouchi because his lack to compete on the same level as the CEO. Yugi thought Jounouchi was great at playing, including Duel Monsters. He has a special knack for the game, but Seto couldn’t or wouldn’t see it. Jounouchi was able to pick up the game fast and beat top duellist in record time. Maybe now Seto could finally accept it.

"Wow, that was great Kaiba, thanks." Jounouchi said, slurping the flavoured water down.

Yugi looked up at Seto and saw him smile for a moment. "Don’t mention it, mutt, since I own you." He took the foam cup from Jounouchi and threw it away, leaving the group a few minutes to talk.

"You really beat him, huh Jouno?" Honda asked.

"Yup, fair and square."

"So... how did this come up?" Ryou asked, not quite understanding how anyone can end up playing a game such as shots. Including two people that would rather not even be near each other. "The game I mean."

"He pissed me off because I was just trying to throw a peanuts into an ashtray and he had to show me up." Jounouchi spat angrily. "I was pissed and he’s all like ‘oh I can beat you at any game’ but I knew if there was one thing I could beat him at it was a drinking game and he was a like ‘statistics’ but I beat the bastard."

"So..." Yami started. "How did you end up falling in love."

"Oh that." Jounouchi blushed, realising how emotional he had brought himself to be in the last story. "Well... after he..." He saw Seto nearing. "I’ll tell you later."

After school Seto waited at the front entrance for Jounouchi. When the blonde did finally walk out he was with Honda and Otogi. "Well," Honda said, looking at Seto. "I guess me and Ryuuji’ll see you later."

"Why, you two going somewhere?" Jounouchi asked slyly, knowing for a while that his oldest friend and the dice demon seemed to spend and excessive amount of time together. That brought Jounouchi to think. "Not that I’m not complaining, being I don’t have to kick either you guy’s ass if you ever hurt Shizuka, but what happened to you both to stop liking her?"

"I... never really did... it just pissed Hirito off so I kept at it." Otogi admitted with a blush.

This one was new to Honda, but he had to give his explanation. "The fact that when I’m eighteen she’ll only be fifteen... I had a thing for her, but I don’t wanna have to worry about that? You know? You mom isn’t one of the nicest people, I don’t think she’d allow me to date her."

They all walked past Seto, Honda and Otogi didn’t even realise it, but Jounouchi did and kept walking. "Is that the only reason?" Otogi asked Honda.

Honda blushed and shook his head. "No, no, there were a lot of reasons." He looked back to Jounouchi who was now steamed. "Not saying your sister isn’t a great and beautiful person." He turned back to Otogi who was glaring at him now. Was there ever a time in his life Honda felt in-between a rock and a hard place… it was now. "Not that you’re--"

"Don’t worry about it Hiroto." Otogi waved it off and walked further ahead of them.

"I have a bad feeling about this..." Honda moaned. "God, sometimes I miss the monkey body." He watched Otogi sway his way away from Honda.

"Why’s that?"

"I could hang over who ever I wanted and no one cared." He sighed. "I’m giving you some advice right now. Rich kids are bitches, if you like Kaiba, don’t piss him off too bad... if they want away from you they can get out of the country to really rub it in your face."

Jounouchi never really thought about it but Otogi was rich too. Ironic. He watched as Honda ran back up to Otogi and probably pleaded for forgiveness. "HA HA!" Jounouchi yelled, "You’re such a horny bastard Honda!" He turned around to see Seto glaring at him, flames bursting from his eyes. "What?"

"You completely ignored me." Seto growled. "I can’t believe you did that like I was a nothing, like you."

"C’mon Seto,I was talking to my friends." Jounouchi growled back. "And if you’re going to hold my living situation against me, we can just end whatever we were going to have right now."

"At lunch, you told them didn’t you."

"Was I not suppose to?" Jounouchi asked and crossed his arms. "And tell them what? The only thing I told them is that I was in love, jackass, they figured out the rest." He balled a fist a waved it at Seto. "Honda might be willing to bend over and take it, but I sure as hell am not. I’m not going to be the dog you try to make me out to be, got it?"

Seto smirked and captured Jounouchi in his arms. "You’re obsessed with it aren’t you?" Seto purred.

Jounouchi calmed and loosened up in Seto’s arms. "Okay, I’ll start calling you a mutt from now on. See how it goes, maybe I can even get you into a dog suit like Otogi put me in when I lost to him once. It’s not fun when everybody seems to think you... I don’t know... look? Act? Do I act like one or something." He pushed away. "I don’t know, I’m going home, pop’s probably just noticing I’m not home from school."

"And what will he do then?" Seto asked. "He’s probably drunk, what if he hits you againot;

"Not a scratch. Mention what? And as good as gone." He laughed nervously.

Otogi grinned. "Buh-bye now." He grabbed onto Honda’s ear and slammed the door.

Jounouchi sighed. Why couldn’t he have something like that? Something fun, but was it as fun as it seemed? Earlier today Honda was on the verge of never getting any again... was there a discussion or was it just forgotten?

The door opened once more. "Hey." Honda mewed, his face red. "H-here’s the key." He threw them over.

"Thanks man."

A humm escaped from his mouth and he closed his eyes. "Don’t mention it." The door closed again and there was loud muttering that was incoherent from Jounouchi’s end.

Jounouchi shrugged it off, resolving that he never ever was going to Honda’s house without calling first. He hiked a leg over the motorcycle and put the helmet, then stuck the key into the small hole made for it. There was a moment where he let the engine heat up and then sped off.

He knew exactly where he was going now and didn’t think twice about it. It didn’t take long to get to his planned destination, but the problem is that the gate of the Kaiba Mansion was closed, probably locked for the night. Sure he could just give up, but he was weak right now, loosing most of his energy during his father’s attack. He saw a button and pushed it. It must have been the doorbell because a image suddenly appears.

"Yes?" Asked a man, no one Jounouchi knew.

"Kaiba’s there right?"

"Master Kaiba has retired for the night, please come back in the--"

"Get him right now! Do you know who I am?"

"No, I don’t sir." The man said with a bored yawn.

"I’m Jounouchi Katsuya. You know? Seto’s lover?" He saw a change in the man’s snippy attitude and smirked at it. "Now I suggest if you don’t believe me you get him or just let me in and go to him." He leaned to the camera. "I’d guess which ever gets you in less trouble, right pal?"

The screen turned off and the gate opened. Jounouchi straddled the bike and slowly rode up the drive. When he made it to the door something happened he didn’t expect. Seto was standing there, in his pajamas and a robe, looking at the blonde’s neck in dismay. "What the hell happened?" He ran up to Jounouchi and examined his neck. "He tried to choke you again?"

"He tried to kill me." Jounouchi said, feeling tears rise. He was always told not to cry. No, he was beaten more if he didn’t stop, so he never had to anymore, he could control it. "I told him... about..." He buried his head into Seto’s shoulder.

"What?" Whispered Seto inounoounouchi’s ear.

"I told him that I was... I told him I had a thing for guys and girl and he turned it to I was just gay and--"

"Calm down." Seto said, bringing him inside.

"Well he called me names and when I got home he tried to choke medeatdeath." Seto sat Jounouchi down and sat next to him. "I told him who you are and told him you were rich." Seto nodded. He didn’t know what to say to that. Yeah, he was rich, very rich. "I was hoping that it’d get him off me, maybe he’d take me to your house and demand money or something." He looked up into Seto’s eyes. "He just said, "Good, get out of here." I was surprised. He said he never wanted to see me again." He took a deep breath. "Don’t be mad that I told him that... I just needed him off of me." He brought himself as close as he could to the CEO. "I didn’t want to die."

Yet another first for Seto. He didn’t know how to comfort people. "I would have done anything to get you back. Paid whatever, done whatever." He said with a smile. "But now you’re safe."

"I never felt endangered there though. He’s my pop, I love him and I know... deep down he loves me... or at least ‘til I told him I was gay." His brown eyes became liquid. "I didn’t think it would be a big deal."

"It shouldn’t matter." Seto agreed with Jounouchi. "And it’s not." He paused. "As long as you’re happy... you are... with me right?"

Jounouchi nodded and a tear fell from his duct. "Yeah, I guess so."
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