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I'm really sorry for the lateness, guys. xD;

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“Very much so,” a silken voice informed him, and Jounouchi blinked and realized that the barrel of a gun was pressed into his forehead, metal cold against his skin. He blinked once more and squinted at the face of the gun’s wielder, making out a red suit and black-white mask despite the glare of the sun in his eyes.

“And who the fuck would you be?”

He could just see the eyes behind the mask lock with his. “You don’t need to know that. Now kindly leave Kaiba and me to our business unless you want a bullet in the skull.”

Jounouchi scowled at him, gaze darting to his right as he attempted to catch Kaiba’s attention; it was really a shame that his ‘boss’ had been too arrogant to even consider doing some sort of emergency signaling training. He doesn’t have anyone with him. If Kaiba could knock the gun out of his hand –

But no, it was too dangerous, and hadn’t he gotten into his mess by promising to protect Kaiba, not risk his life in a maneuver that would most likely fail?

“What do you want with him?” he said instead, stalling.

The masked man shrugged. “We have some old scores to settle.”

“You planted that bomb, didn’t you.” Jounouchi didn’t even bother phrasing it as a question.

The man inclined his head. “Just a little warning, to announce my presence.”

“And if it had killed us?”

He shrugged. “Better early than never.”

“I see.” Jounouchi glanced over the man’s shoulder once more, keeping his eyes there for a few seconds longer than before. Kaiba met them, face as inscrutable as ever.

Jeez. He could at least show if he understood what I was getting at.

He imagined that the man was raising his eyebrows, amused. “For a bodyguard, you aren’t very smart.”

Something black swung towards Jounouchi from the man’s left – he recognized it as Kaiba’s briefcase, heavy with a laptop and charger cables and who knew what else. Shocked, Jounouchi froze for a moment – what in the world is Kaiba trying? – and dared to hope that the masked man wouldn’t notice –

The man ducked, Kaiba stepped aside, and Jounouchi threw himself forward, knocking his captor to the floor and fumbling for the black metal of the gun.

Coughing as a booted foot caught him in the stomach, his rolled to his right with the gun clutched tightly in his hand, aiming as he went; Kaiba was a good two feet away, Jounouchi and the man were less than five feet apart, and he trusted his aim enough to go for it.

His finger met the trigger; he pulled and prayed.

Click.

“Dammit,” Jounouchi snarled under his breath, throwing the gun as hard as he could, half out of frustration and half –

Thud.

The masked man’s body crumpled to the ground.

“Huh,” Jounouchi said; he couldn't quite believe what had just happened, which was probably the only thing that kept him from burst into laughter at the situation. “That was a lucky – ”

He turned and saw Kaiba being restrained by two more people, right before hands tugged his wrists behind his back as well.

“Idiot!” Jounouchi said, the amusement of the previous few seconds dissipating quickly. Anger made his tone harsh; the words spilled from his mouth, and he didn’t bother to stop them. “Why’d you have to throw that briefcase? You could’ve actually escaped and you knew it wouldn’t have done me any good, but no…”

“Shut up,” Kaiba snapped under his breath.

Jounouchi was shoved onto the floor by someone behind him, but it was only when he felt the cold metal of a gun against the side of his throat that the adrenaline from the brief scuffle previously began to drain from his system, leaving dead calm behind. “Your retorts get worse under pressure,” he informed as Kaiba was similarly pushed onto the ground, continuing before his companion could respond. “And while we’re here, since I’m dying for your sake and all that crap, I think you owe me an explanation.”

Kaiba paused before nodding, looking somewhat flustered – from the impending death or something else, Jounouchi didn’t know. Either way, it was nice to see him lose a bit of his cool for once. “Fine.”

 

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I have no idea why I couldn't have used someone more canon, like Zigfried or Pegasus. I guess I just like Arkana a lot? xD

 

lloydoholic, you're next! Good luck! :)