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No matter how urgent Seto said this call was, Jou was not
going to let him get away that easily.
He caught Seto by the wrist near the doorway. The brunette turned to him, crystal blue�s
apologetic. �Jou, I have to go.�

Jou tugged Seto�s arm and pushed him up against the wall in
one fluid motion, pinning the wrist he caught above Seto�s head and the other
down by his hip. He pushed their bodies
together, and kissed Seto soundly.

Seto�s resistance lasted merely a heartbeat before he gave
up fighting, allowing Jou to have his way.
And Jou did, drinking in the taste of coffee that still lingered on his
lover�s tongue, despite the crowded caf�, despite the staring eyes of his
friends, and despite the voice on the cell phone still clamped in Seto�s hand
yelling �Mister Kaiba!�

They parted a full minute later. People watching quickly turned away, except
for his friends who stared blatantly with huge grins. The man on the phone had resorted to pleading.

�Tomorrow night?� Seto asked breathlessly.

Jou smirked. He had a
sneaky suspicion the man on the phone could hear them because he�d just fallen
silent. �Yes, but I�ll be
picking you up at seven.�

Seto blinked. �What do you mean?� he asked.

Jou kissed Seto�s lips again lightly. �I mean it�s my turn to take you out.� Carefully, he unpinned Seto�s wrists. �Call me tonight.� He removed himself then, and started back
towards his friends. But in the
reflection of the coffee house window he noticed, with glee, that it took Seto
a full five seconds to actually peel himself off the wall and go back to his
phone call.

Jou fell back down into his seat, attempting and failing to
wipe the grin off his face. �Phew, Jou,
that was hot,� Otogi said, fanning himself with his napkin. Jou chucked a spoon at him.

�Alright, guys. This
is the first time I�ll be taking Seto out, what should I do?�

�What do you mean the first time?� Yugi asked.

Jou chuckled. It was
a shame they didn�t know the circumstances under which Seto and he had gotten
together. Only Honda knew, but as it
fell under the category of Jou�s residence, nobody else could.

�Well, until now, Seto has always taken me out.�

A few glances were exchanged around the table. �What?� he asked, sensing a silent
conversation among his friends.

�Jou,� Yugi said slowly, after another silent conversation
voting him to ask the question. �We were
all just sort of wondering� I mean, based on how you interact, we draw one
conclusion, but it goes against what the obvious answer would be, and the fact
that Seto always takes you out refutes it, and we�re not sure anymore.�

Jou was just confused, and stared at Yugi until he decided
to clarify. �What we mean is, we�re just curious which one of you is, erm, well, in
charge.�

The light came on in Jou�s brain. He smirked.
He was going to make this painful.
�Alright, so where does the bet stand?� he asked. Yugi blushed with guilt; caught.

�Ryou and I have our bets on you as dominant,� Yami said,
completely unashamed of their game. �The
rest of them are for Seto.�

Jou rolled his eyes.
�Well it�s good to know that at least you two have some confidence in
me.�

�It�s not that we doubt you!� Yugi cut in. �Even when you�re together, you act like
it. But, he�s Seto Kaiba. I mean, he�s so desperate about being in
control of everything.�

�So who�s right?� Otogi asked.

�We�re not talking about my sex life. We�re talking about where I�m going to take
Seto tomorrow night.� Several of them
groaned in desperation.

�Why don�t you take him around your part of town?� Honda
said casually, giving Jou a significant look.
�Something that�s not as high class as he�s used to. Show him a little bit of how you grew
up. It�ll help him to see where you�re
coming from.�

Jou put a hand over his heart, and grabbed Honda�s
hand. �Man, that was deep, I felt it
right here.�

Honda rolled his eyes and yanked his hand away. �Queer,� he accused.

�You�re right though,� Jou said, looking thoughtful. �I can think of a few places right off where
it�d be fun to see Seto squirm.� He
grinned. �I�m outta here guys, I�m going
to have to make a few phone calls.�

They all said their goodbyes as he downed the rest of his
coffee and left a few bills on the table for whenever they actually got a
check. �Oh, and you all owe Yami and Ryou
some money,� he said on the way out, glancing back only once to see the shocked
looks across their faces. Yami gave him
a cat call before he made it out of the door, causing Jou to grin.

~!~!~!~

Jou walked out to his car and climbed in with a deep sigh. He was never so happy to leave work. He worked for the advertising agency of a
restaurant chain. He�d gotten into the
job in hopes to use some of his artistic skill, but as it turned out the job
was mostly paperwork. Not that he had
any room to complain; the pay and the hours were great, if somewhat unreliable.

He glanced at the clock.
He was already five minutes late picking up Seto. He glanced in the mirror but didn�t really
look at himself; he knew he looked like hell.
Today had been hell.

He pulled out his cell phone and flipped it open. Seto was second on his speed dial. Right after Yugi, who Jou
called more often, usually to talk about Seto. Honda, however, was thoroughly peeved at
being bumped down to slot number three.

�Jou?� Seto asked. �Is something wrong?�

Curse his fucking luck.
For the first date that Jou was going to take Seto on, work had to go
and mess it up before it even started. Now,
if Seto had answered the phone with �where the fuck are
you?� it would have just been fun. They
probably wouldn�t have made it on a date because the moment Jou got there
they�d start fighting and then have sex in an inappropriate room. But no, he�d made Seto worry.

�Work kept me late, I just got out,� he answered, adding
�nothing�s wrong.�

�Are you coming now then?�
Did Seto sound nervous? Jou
grinned and rested his forehead on the steering wheel. It had been nearly a month since Seto had
sounded that nervous.

�I can�t. I�ve got to
go back home first. Not only do I look
like I was just hit by a train, but Des is sick.�

A moment of silence followed this statement, before a
concerned, soft, �Does she need a doctor?�

Again right there, because it had already happened secretly
over the past month, Jou fell in love.
Seto knew that Des was important to Jou,
therefore she was important to him.
�No,� he said with a smile. �It�s
just the flu. She feels pretty
miserable, though, so I want to take her some flowers.� Jou thought for a minute. �How about I come get you, then we go back
and visit Des, and you can help me shower before we go out.�

Seto was silent again, probably having a five second fantasy
of Jou in the shower. �But I�m already
dressed.�

�You�re dressed too fancy for where we�re going,� Jou said
with confidence. He started the car
because he already knew what they were doing; it was just a matter of
convincing Seto now.

�How do you know that?
You have no idea what I�m wearing.�

�Because I know you. I have an outfit I�d kill to see on you,
too. I�m on my way over. I�ll be there in less than ten minutes.�

True to his word, Jou pulled up in front of Seto�s house and
honked his horn. He saw the door open
and climbed out of the car. He walked
around and opened the passenger side for Seto, grabbing him in a kiss before
actually allowing him to climb in. Jou
closed the door behind him before going back around and getting behind the
wheel again.

�You look fine,� Seto said, reaching out and brushing Jou�s
hair back into place.

Jou chuckled. �I look
like a guy who�s been at work all day.�

�What�s wrong with that?�

�Where we�re going, it would totally destroy my reputation.�

�Where are we going?� Seto asked as they peeled out of the
Kaiba estate.

Jou smirked. �A place that will totally destroy your reputation.� Seto didn�t groan, but it was a near thing.

~!~!~!~

Jou parked out back, and took Seto up a back stair case that
would lead them right to the hallway, avoiding the greeting room entirely. On the way up, they ran into a large
man. Seto hid his face, because it would
be undesirable for him to be recognized in a place like this.

�Hey dad!� Jou said brightly,
causing Seto�s head to jerk back up.

�Evening Jou. Is this the young man all the girls are
talking about?�

Jou grinned, reaching back and grabbing Seto, dragging him
up onto the same step. �Dad, this is
Seto.�

Seto extended his hand, feeling slightly uncomfortable. �Pleased to meet you, Sir.�

The man grinned, and it was the only thing about him that
looked at all like Jou. He shook Seto�s
hand as if it was some sort of joke.
This only made the brunette more uncomfortable. �That�s awfully sweet of you,
I certainly wouldn�t be pleased to meet me.�
He winked. �Don�t you worry about
being seen around here, kid. I know you�ve got a reputation to protect.
Always come through the back and you�ll only meet the girls. And trust me when I say the girls will
protect you to the death if you�re good to their Jojo.�

Jou snickered. �Yeah,
but if you ever leave me they might hunt you down and kill you.�

�True,� his father agreed.
�Good thing they didn�t know where the last one lived.�

Jou�s nose curled at the mention of his ex-boyfriend. �How�s Des?� he asked, changing the
subject.

His father shrugged.
�Nobody knows. She won�t let
anybody in the room but you. I suppose
those are for her,� he asked, gesturing to the flowers.

�Always,� Jou said.
�We�ll see you later, dad.�

�You kids have fun,� he answered. �It was nice meeting you, Seto,� he called.

Giggling, Jou pulled Seto up the rest of the steps by his
wrist. At the top, he stopped, and
grabbed Seto around the waist and kissed him.
God, it was good they were going to shower together before going out or
Jou was likely to jump him before they got out of the car.

Jou knocked on Des� door.
�Des, it�s me.�

�Come in,� came a miserable reply.

�Can Seto come in too?� he asked once he�d cracked the door.

�Oh sure, what do I care?�

The room was poorly lit and heavily scented, not exactly
Seto�s idea of a room holding a sick person.
But Jou didn�t seem to notice either abnormities. The blonde got down on one knee beside
Desarray�s bed, presenting her the flowers.

She took them with a small smile, cradling them in her
arms. Seto moved to lean against the far
wall, not wanting to interrupt their moment.
�How are you feeling?� Jou asked.

�About as good as I look,� she answered. Seto really saw little wrong with her. The corners of here eyes were turned down,
and her eyes themselves were slightly bloodshot but nothing else showed of
sickness. She really was quite lovely;
he could see what men saw in her.

�Then what are you doing in bed?� Jou asked with a
grin. Des rolled her eyes at him, and
patted the bed beside her. Jou got off
the floor and sat with her, habitually taking her hand.

�Jojo, why are you here when you could be out with that
delicious boy you care for so much?�

Seto blushed and tried to sink back into the wall. He really felt like he shouldn�t be here.

�You�re prettier than he is,� Jou answered, kissing the back
of her hand.

�I am not,� she scolded.
Jou glanced over his shoulder to see Seto blushing and staring at his
feet.

�I think he heard you.�

�Jojo,� Des said seriously.
�We need to talk.�

Jou�s face fell. He
leaned forward. �Des,� he said
earnestly, �you�re not breaking up with me are you?�

She couldn�t help but chuckle weakly at him. �Seriously, Jojo, you need to leave this
place.�

�We�re going as soon as we grab a shower.�

She shook her head. �I mean you need to move out of here
Jojo.�

Jou dropped her hand.
�Why would you say something like that?� he asked, obviously hurt.

�Oh, Jojo, it�s not that we don�t all love and want
you. But what would you do if your
father died tomorrow?�

Jou raised an eyebrow.
�Well, I�d probably cry like a girl.�

Des shook her head.
�I mean, Jojo, what would you do if you found out that all of us working
here were on our own and had nobody to protect us?�

Jou hung his head.
�I�d take over for him.�

�Exactly,� she answered, reaching out with a painted hand
and cupping his cheek. �This place has a
horrible way of sucking you in. I�m not
saying you should pack your stuff tomorrow.
Just promise me, Jojo, when he asks you to move in with him, you�ll say
yes.�

Jou leaned into her hand, his eyes closed. �I promise,� he said,
if only to make her happy. �If you get
rest and get better.� She removed her
hand and leaned back into the pillows.

�Thank you for the flowers, Jojo.�

�Always, my loveliest,� he answered, turning so she couldn�t
see his face and forcing the smile in his voice. He left the room and held the door open just
long enough for Seto to follow him. They
didn�t say anything to each other as they went back up the hall to Jou�s room.

Jou tried not to slam his door but hardly succeeded. Seto hung awkwardly in the middle of the
room. He tried to ignore the memories of
the last time he�d been in this room.
Jou�s body radiated anger, and Seto figured �she�s right� would be an
inappropriate response.

Jou walked to the mirror and saw his own reflection, and
Seto�s standing behind him, unsure how to respond. The anger slowly eased from Jou�s stance as
he looked at Seto in the mirror; looked at Seto looking at him. He turned and walked over to the brunette,
wrapping his arms around his waist. �We�re late for our reservations.�

He wanted to change the subject. He didn�t want to think about what she had
said right now. He wanted Seto to make
him forget. He wasn�t going to allow it
to ruin their date.

Seto snapped out of his thoughts. He�d been caught up in what Dessaray had
said. �We have reservations?� he asked.

Jou grinned. �Of a sort.� He
reached out and started to unbutton Seto�s shirt, leaning in for yet another
kiss. Once the shirt was gone, Jou stuck
a finger in the waist of Seto�s pants, and tugged him forward, leading the way
to the bathroom.

They�d become experts at undressing each other in the past
month. Seto now owed Jou a total of
twenty four dates; Jou kept careful count.
If Jou had his way tonight, Seto would add six more without being able
to take one off.

Jou turned the water on, lavishing Seto�s neck in attention
while he gave it a chance to warm up.
Once at a pleasant temperature, he pulled way from the brunette and
stepped in, allowing the water to cascade down his body while Seto
watched. He threw his head back,
exposing his neck to Seto. He knew the
fish would take the bait.

Within seconds Seto joined him, sucking feverously on Jou�s
wet neck. Jou groped behind him for the
soap. He managed to wrap his fingers
around the bar without dropping it, and brought it between them. Starting at Seto�s waist, he ran the bar in a
random pattern slowly upward, making sure to reach each nipple and holding
Seto�s eyes the whole time.

Placing the soap back down on it�s
tray, Jou used his knee to guide Seto around so the brunette leaned against the
wall. Jou reached out and slowly rubbed
his hands into the slippery substance left by the soap. Working it sensually into Seto�s front, Jou
enjoyed the feel of Seto�s skin under his flat palm. He let his thumbs tweak Seto�s nipples
lightly, but hardly enough to get the other man worked up.

Working his hands upward, Jou leaned into Seto�s body. He sought Seto�s lips as he rubbed soap into
the brunette�s arms. He pushed their
bodies closer, causing slick movement between their chests but hot friction of
damp skin against damp skin between their erections.

Once he felt Seto�s front was clean enough, Jou pulled away
and instructed him wordlessly to turn around.
Seto complied, leaning against the wall.
Jou snatched up the soap again, coating the smooth skin in random trails
of white. He leaned in to work the soap
into suds, pressing his arousal against Seto�s ass.

His fingers sought out knots and tensions in Seto�s muscles,
and gently began to ease them away with aid of the soap. Jou placed a kiss against the shell of Seto�s
ear. �Let go, Seto,� he whispered. �Relax.
It�s just me. Think about
me. Forget everybody else, everything
else. When I�m done, you won�t even
remember your own name, only mine.�

Seto bit back an appreciative moan as Jou went to work on
his shoulders, using the soap to wash away his day at work; his week at
work. The blonde rained kisses down the
back of Seto�s neck. He released one of Seto�s
shoulders to reach out for his bottle of conditioner. He was never more thankful that he used the
stuff as he coated his fingers with it and pressed them against Seto�s
entrance.

Seto�s body had become accustomed to Jou�s abuse, and Jou
made quick work of preparing him. Seto,
who had never been so relaxed and so turned on at the same time, didn�t even
flinch as Jou pushed into him.

They parted just enough for the hot water to run between
them. Jou set a steady, sensual pace
almost instantly, sliding a hand around Seto�s body to massage the only tense
muscle left.

Seto gasped at the contact.
He turned his head, pressing one side of this face into the tile, and in
turn exposing his ear to Jou. The blonde
leaned forward. �Nothing matters now,
except that I am inside of you, I am claiming you, and you are mine.� His heart gave in long ago, his body always
gave in instantly, and his mind hardly protested. His voice, however, always gave in last. Seto groaned throatily, attempting to thrust
into Jou�s hand but finding he was too well pinned. �This is mine,� Jou said, biting softly on
Seto�s ear. �This is mine,� he went on,
momentarily tightening his grip on Seto�s erection. His voice fell
nearly an octave lower as arousal began to overwhelm him. �You are mine.�

Seto�s shout was unrestrained as he came onto the shower
wall. The seed was washed away nearly
instantly by the steaming spray. Seto
collapsed against the white tile, Jou�s single supportive hand under his left
arm keeping him upright.

The sight of the brunette completely limp in his arms was
too much for Jou. He pressed his face
into Seto�s shoulder, eyes pressed firmly shut.
His coordination fell apart as his thrusts became shallow and
uneven. With a groan, he allowed himself
to let go, and emptied himself into Seto, claiming the other man as his.

Seto, still pinned against the wall by Jou�s body, turned
his head so he could press kisses against Jou�s temple, the blonde�s chin still
resting on his shoulder. It was another
few moments before Jou recovered his breath and energy enough to pull away from
and out of Seto. Once freed, the
brunette spun around and wrapped his arms around Jou, now offering the support
Jou had provided for him.

With a slightly exhausted chuckled, Jou accepted the
support, and allowed the water to wash away what remained for their love
making. After another minute of
attempting to suck oxygen out of the moist air, Jou tangled a hand into Seto�s
wet locks and forced the blue eyed man into a kiss. Seto gave in as soon as Jou demanded that he
do so, and allowed his lover to drink his fill.

The need for air soon drove them both out, as the bathroom
became increasingly steamy and their activities continued to leave them both
breathless. Jou grabbed a single towel out
of the linen closet, and allowed himself the privilege of drying Seto off.

Seto didn�t protest, even when Jou threw the terry cloth
over his head as if he were a child to dry his hair. Once Seto�s hair was somewhat dry, Jou slid
the towel back to use to pull Seto�s face forward. He pressed their noses together and golden
honey laughed at glittering blue.
�That�s one way to start a date, hmm?�

�If you start with desert then what do you finish with?�
Seto asked.

Jou laughed, gracing Seto with a childish Eskimo kiss. �I�m sure we�ll think of something.�

Pulling away and removing the towel, Jou dried himself off
quickly. �I was right, you�re clothes
just won�t do.�

�Then do you intend to dress me?�

Again honey laughed at blue.
�Of course.
You just have to trust me.� Jou
wrapped the towel around his waist loosely, as if it was an afterthought, and
grabbed a cigarette off of the dresser.
He leaned against the surface, and studied Seto with the eye of an
artist. Watching Jou at that moment,
with a pensive expression, cigarette resting between two fingers, and towel
slipping down low enough that two prominent hip bones protruded, Seto would
have agreed to anything.

�I think I know what we�ll do with you,� Jou said suddenly,
passing his cigarette off to Seto to finish.
In reality he�d known what he was going to ask Seto to wear, but it was
an excellent excuse to study him naked.
He walked around the room gathering articles of clothing out of various
drawers. �I got these pants at a
sale. They didn�t have my size but it
was such a good deal I couldn�t pass it up.
I thought I might eventually grow into them. They�re still a tad loose, but I have a
feeling they�ll fit you perfectly.�

Seto raised an eyebrow when Jou handed him leather
pants. �Just trust me and do what I ask
for once, okay?� Jou said, smiling sweetly.
Seto shrugged, slightly distracted by how the towel was slowly slipping
down Jou�s ass, and began to pull the pants on.
He didn�t question the lack of undergarments; he knew Jou well enough
not to. Jou grabbed a black button down shirt from his closet. �Put this on before you close those pants.
Tuck it in.�

�Tuck it in?� Seto asked.
�Won�t that look stupid?�

�You can pull it off, trust me.�

Seto accepted the shirt with a frown. �I feel like an overgrown doll.�

Jou smiled at him, responding only with, �button it and
die.�

Once Seto was clothed, Jou let out an appreciative
whistle. He attached a silver belt to
hang low on Seto�s hips, and finished the outfit with a silver tie which
remained untied around Seto�s neck. Jou
adjusted the shirt, buttoning some of the lower buttons so it opened in a slow
V to expose Seto�s collarbone.

Somehow, while he was dressing, Seto had missed the point
when Jou had lost the towel and donned his own clothing. The blonde wore black pants that were nearly
cargo, and a red button down completely open on top of what looked like a black
shirt, but when caught in the light correctly, was revealed as fishnet.

Jou motioned Seto to come over to the mirror. The brunette shied away from his refection,
but Jou wrapped his arms around Seto�s waist, pressing their bodies
together. He rested his chin on Seto�s
shoulder, his posture screaming ownership of the man he held.

�See how good we look together?�

Jou had a point. They
did look good. They also looked like
they were sixteen again. �We look like
two emotionally disturbed teenagers.
Where could be possibly go dressed like this?�

Jou bit Seto�s ear in punishment. �We�re going to the place I spent all my time
when I was an emotionally disturbed teenager.
Honda suggested showing you where I came from. My part of town.�

Seto let his eyes fall closed, and for a moment reveled in
the feeling of Jou holding him. He knew
he shouldn�t give in like this, but standing here, dressed up in a costume
unlike anything Seto Kaiba would wear, Seto let go, and gave in to giving
in. It felt good to be held by Jou; he
felt safe and relaxed.

Jou, almost as if he sensed the direction of Seto�s
thoughts, tightened his arms, holding Seto securely, and placed a soft kiss on
the brunette�s neck.

�We should go,� Jou said, reluctantly. �We�re already very late.�

Seto opened his eyes again and pulled away from Jou. He took a moment to attempt to regain his
composure. Jou had a knack for sucking
it away from him.

~!~!~!~

They drove in silence.
They rarely talked on the way to their dates; Seto slightly afraid that
upon arriving he�d run out of things to say.

It wasn�t often Jou drove when they went out, as Seto
usually did the picking up. It was
amusing to see that confident, loud Jou was a cautious driver. But that didn�t make sense, because Seto had seen
Jou peel out of his driveway like his ass was on fire. He blinked when he realized the determining
factor. Jou drove cautiously when he was
in the car with him. He smiled to
himself, enjoying the warm feeling this realization brought.

Even as slow as they were going, they were barely in the car
five minutes before Jou pulled to a stop and parked against the curb.

�Another back door?� Seto asked;
looking around and seeing nobody.

�I do my best,� Jou answered, closing Seto�s door behind
him. Jou led the way to the door, and
pulled it open. This led them to a tiny
room hardly big enough to fit both of them, with an oddly placed sink on the
left and a very steep stairway to the second level on the right.

He pushed open the second door, which Seto supposed made
sense; this room was too small to have a door open into it. Jou stopped pushing when the door met with
resistance.

�Listen, buddy, you can�t come in this way. You�ve gotta pay the cover out front like
everybody else,� came a gruff voice.

Jou laughed, and stuck his head through the opening he�d
managed to make in the door way. �Boo.�

�Jojo!� The door swung open and Jou was pulled
through it. Seto followed right behind
him before the door could close on his face.

�Hey chief, what are you doing on fire door duty?�

The man, who was large and muscled but gray in hair and
eyes, shook his head. �Too
old to stand all night out front like I used to.� He gestured to the chair that had stopped the
door from opening. �This is a lot easier
on my old bones.�

Jou snorted. �You�re
not old, chief, you�re lazy.�

The man laughed heartily.
�Jojo I was old when you were still here attached to Ty at the hip!�

Seto watched as Jou�s eyes lit up. �Is he here?�

The brunette tore his eyes away from Jou long enough to look
around. He felt the color drain out of
his face when he realized they were in a strip joint. Rationally, he should have been terrified to
be here, least somebody recognized him.
In truth, the only objection his brain was capable of was that this
had been where Jou had spent most of his time as a teenager.

�He�s on stage now,� the man said, bringing Seto�s attention
back to the conversation. �But I�ll send
him over when he�s done. Lyn left your
usual booth open. I should have guessed
why.�

Jou laughed and gave the man a pat on the shoulder. Linking an arm around Seto�s waist, he led
them to the corner booth, where both seats had a good view of the stage and
were mostly secluded from the rest of the patrons.

�Who�s Ty?� Seto demanded as they slid into opposite seats,
now that his brain had caught up with him.
He managed, mostly, to keep the jealousy out of his voice, and Jou
either didn�t pick up on what was left, or ignored it.

Jou pointed to the stage.
�That�s Ty.�

Seto picked him out immediately. He was the only male dancer among the group
of female strippers. He saw the appeal
of the man immediately. He was pretty
enough that if you liked men, he was nice to look at. Yet he was plain enough that if you didn�t
like men, he was very easy to ignore.

Jou mistook Seto�s calculating gaze as one of
appreciation. �Yeah, he�s always been
able to move like that. He used to try
to teach me, but I was never his equal.�

Seto watched as Ty saw something or somebody from behind the
stage and gracefully made his exit. He
turned his visual attention back to Jou.
�You knew each other as kids?�

Jou smirked. �We�re
sorta cousins.� Seto felt all of his
jealousy melt away. �Not really of
course,� Jou went on. �Family around
here is all subjective. But my dad
treats his mom like a sister. Ty and I
grew up together. He was also my first
boyfriend.�

The jealousy flared back with vengeance, made worse when Ty,
brown hair slightly damp with sweat and breathing heavily, slid onto Jou�s
bench and planted a kiss on Jou�s cheek.

�Jojo, I�ve missed you!� he clung hard to Jou�s arm.

Jou laughed heartily, and attempted to push Ty off of
him. �I�m sorry, Ty, I�ve been busy.�

At that point Ty spotted Seto, and his eyes widened. �I�ll say.
Who is he Jojo? He�s dreamy.�

With this shove, Jou succeeded in pushing Ty away from
him. �He�s mine, so back off.�

Every bit of jealousy and anger that Seto felt died. He was Jou�s? Jou had claimed him? There was no room for any emotion other than
shock and elation. However, his
embarrassment made itself known as he turned deep red. Jou narrowed his eyes at Seto, attempting to
ask what was wrong without words. Seto
looked away.

�What?� Jou asked, realizing belatedly that Ty had been
talking and he hadn�t been listening.

�You�re not mad at me?
You know, about that sleazy-cheating-scumbag thing?� Brown eyes pleaded with amber.

Jou laughed. �Oh, Ty,
you know I couldn�t stay mad with you. I
over reacted.�

Ty looked genuinely relieved. �When you hadn�t come by in so long, I
thought�� he faded away and shrugged.
�It�s in the past. I�ll never
make that mistake again.�

�Damn straight,� Jou answered sternly. �I won�t give you the opportunity.�

Ty planted another kiss on Jou�s cheek. �I have go to, Jojo. It was great to see you
again. Don�t be such a stranger.� Ty slid off of the bench and practically
danced back onto the stage.

When Jou turned back to Seto, he found himself staring into
livid blue eyes. �What?� he asked,
completely dumbfounded by the amount of anger on Seto�s face.

�How can you be like that?� Seto asked. Jou was slightly jealous that even though the
brunette was obviously angry enough to kill, his voice was still under quiet
control. No wonder he loved to be
dominated in bed. The man was tied so
tight it was a wonder he didn�t snap.

�I didn�t bring here to make you jealous,� Jou answered,
attempting to figure out what had enraged his lover. �Ty and I are just friends.�

That statement actually caused Seto to sputter. �How? How can you be friends with him? After how mad you were and what he did to
you? He cheated on you!�

Jou�s golden eyes went wide in shock. �Ty never cheated on me!� The conversation he and Ty had just had
played back through his head, and suddenly he realized what Seto had inferred. Smiling, he reached out and grabbed Seto�s
hand. �You�re mistaken, calm down.�

Seto followed Jou�s order instantly, and then have himself a
small mental berate for doing so. He
never did question when Jou ordered him to do something. �Please explain,� Seto asked. He was now thoroughly confused.

�Ty introduced me to Daniel.
Daniel is the sleazy, cheating scumbag.
After I found out he had been cheating on me, I came here and blew up at
Ty for it. I wasn�t particularly
rational at the time.�

Seto blushed at his mistake, leaned on one hand. �Will you tell me about it?� he asked. Everybody around him knew, and everybody
compared him to Jou�s last boyfriend, but nobody would tell him anything about
Jou�s last boyfriend.

Jou sighed. �I will,
if you want me to. Daniel, never Dan,�
Jou added with a roll of eyes, �was a regular here. And eventually he and Ty became friends. Ty decided it had been way too long since I�d
had a boyfriend, and set us up.�

Seto didn�t like the gloom that settled across Jou�s
face. Under the table, he linked their
legs, and Jou gave him a small smile.
�Daniel went both ways, and that made me nervous. I was cautious, and we didn�t sleep together
for a long time. He went at that as a
challenge. Thought he would prove
himself.

�I made him wait a half a year before I actually slept with
him. We were together for three months
after that, before I found out. I had
refused to let him know where I lived, I always had
him drop me off here. After we started
sleeping together, Ty says he started to follow me once I left. Ty didn�t understand why I kept my home a
secret, he was sure Daniel would understand.
So Ty never stopped him.� Jou
sighed and wished he had a drink to focus on, instead of staring at the
table.

�All the guys know is that he cheated on me. Only Honda knows what happened. He followed me inside one night, and finally
figured out what the place was. I was
already in my room by the time he came inside.
Des was the first one to approach him.
He, didn�t turn her down.� Jou cut off.
He�d never actually had to tell the tale. Des had told Honda, and Ty had found out
through his mother via Jou�s father. He
couldn�t look up at Seto.

�She didn�t know who he was, of course. She would never� He started talking while she was with
him. Started to tell
her about me. She�s, never told
me exactly what he said. But when she
realized who he was, she asked if he had cheated on me before. I�m guessing he thought it impressed
her. He gave her six other names, all
within the past three months, he said.�

Jou paused again, taking a deep breath and collecting
himself. �Des started screaming for my
father. I got there first. Dad was right behind me, and he took care of
it when I froze up. I spent the rest of
the night with Des. We both cried
ourselves to sleep. Now, monthly, Des
tells me I need to move out. Daniel
hasn�t been back here or there since.�
Jou shook his head and looked up at Seto. He was already smiling, something that
shocked Seto even more than the tale he had just heard. �So that the story. Now we never have to talk about the sleazy
cheating scumbag again.� He reached out
and grabbed Seto�s hand. �And don�t
worry, that�s easily the most dramatic thing that�s ever happened to me.�

The goofy look on Jou�s face forced Seto to laugh, even if
he knew Jou was just trying to lighten the mood. �I guess bringing me here did tell me a lot
about where you came from,� Seto observed.

�That was the goal,� Jou said, glancing around. �If Lyn ever comes over, I�ll get us drinks.�

~!~!~!~

It was nearly three before Jou grabbed Seto�s hand and led
him out to the car. Again, Jou opened
the door for his date. Seto blushed at
Jou�s chivalrous display, causing Jou to raise a questioning eyebrow. Seto ignored the unvoiced question and
climbed in the car, glad for the few seconds alone before Jou got in.

As usual, they drove in silence. Seto kept his eyes on the window, not seeing
what was past it. When they did stop,
Jou and come around and reopened his door before he realized they were at his
place. He blushed again, feeling like an
idiot for not getting out of the car on his own. He did take Jou�s hand, however, but again
ignored the questioning look.

�Are you staying?� Seto asked quietly, looking out across
the green lawn. It was unusually warm
for fall, and a quiet breeze played with the grass.

Jou watched the breeze dance in Seto�s hair, and resisted
the urge to reach out and run his fingers through it. �Of course,� he answered, slightly
insulted. �Unless you
didn�t want me to.�

�That�s not it,� Seto answered. He reached out and linked Jou's arm with his,
leading him off the pavement and into the grass. Three steps later the temperature dropped
significantly away from the cement which held the heat of the day. Jou tugged on Seto�s arm until the brunette
was against him, then wrapped his arm around him. It felt good to be so close. They�d hardly touched since they got out of
the shower.

Seto led them up the hill to a grove of trees which had a
grassy opening in the middle. The
brunette sat down on the cool grass, tugging Jou down with him. They sat beside each other, not quite
touching but not really needing too.

�This is sorta surreal,� Jou said after a minute. �Let�s have sex under the clear night sky and
complete every clich� in the book.� Seto
didn�t respond to Jou�s joke. The blonde
waited a moment, but couldn�t take it anymore.
�Are you going to tell me what�s up with you tonight?�

Seto whipped to face Jou like he�d been slapped. �What are you talking about?� he asked.

Jou crossed his arms.
He�d killed the mood, so what?
This was just getting annoying.
�You spent half of this night with more blood in your face than in your
dick and that�s just not normal for you.
You won�t kiss me, you won�t look me in the eye, you
kept space between us all night long.
Are you going to tell me what has you so nervous?�

Seto�s entire persona changed, he was instantly still after
a whole night of fidgeting, he looked calm, cool, and collected.

Growling, Jou got up on his knees and, putting hands on both
of Seto�s shoulders, pushed the brunette back into the
grass. He kissed him harshly, not
bothering with finesse. He rubbed their
bodies together, creating as much contact as he could. When he pulled away with a gasp he was
pleased to see Seto completely flustered.
�Don�t you do that either. Don�t
you dare go all Kaiba Corp on me. I�m not some business partner you hide your
feelings from.�

Seto clamped his eyes shut so he wouldn�t have to look at
Jou. �Can we be exclusive?� he asked in
a rush.

Jou, his body laid mostly on Seto�s, couldn�t resist the
temptation of Seto�s hair any longer.
His hand sought it out, while his other propped up his chin. �You mean I�d have to dump all those other
guys I�ve been seeing when I�m not with you?�

Seto�s crystal blues opened and looked up at Jou in
shock. Jou rolled his eyes. �I�m joking.
I know you�re not seeing anybody else.
Aren�t we already exclusive?�

�I mean,� Seto started, eyes falling shut again as Jou�s
hand slid down from his hair to cup his cheek.
�I want to add titles.�

�Ah,� Jou said, resting his head on Seto�s chest. �That boyfriend thing.�

Seto nodded minutely.
Jou sighed softly. �I�m not
against the idea. It�s just I don�t
usually give away the boyfriend title until I�ve been given three words.�

�Three words?� Seto asked.

�The three words,� Jou elaborated.

�Oh,� Seto said intelligently. I love you, his heart said. He tried to form his lips around them, but
found his voice had gone still. The lay in silence, Jou slowly caressing Seto�s cheek. �I can�t yet,� Seto admitted eventually. �But, I promise, I will soon. I�m trying.�

Jou grinned, sitting up and looking down at Seto. �I understand.� He leaned down and kissed Seto softly. �I promise when you say it, to say it back.�

�Good,� Seto said, nodding.
�That�ll make it easier.�

Jou laughed. �Bring
me back here to say it. Then we�ll
complete every clich� in the book.�

�Are you saying you don�t want to have sex under the clear
night sky now?�

Jou snickered, nuzzling against Seto�s neck. �I never said that,� Jou answered, his tongue
tracing Seto�s ear.

Seto let out the sigh that was synonymous with his body
submitting to Jou. Carefully, when Jou�s
attention was elsewhere, he let his lips practice. I love you. I love you.
It wasn�t that hard, all he had to do was convince his voice to give
in. To submit.

End

YCC: Okay, now that the series is over, I feel safe
revealing the point

Everything I read is about a couple that get together, build a relationship, and then have sex. I wanted to do something a little bit
backwards. I wanted them to have sex,
and slowly form a relationship from that.
Anyway, besides the plot bunny setting, that was the purpose.
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