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kj_roundrobin*see ashes*
*or rather, don't see ashes -- she is hiding and staying put*
btw, hardkore thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
newerapluto for looking over the writing for me, even if she didn't know what was going on, and also to reppu, for checking to see how badly I raped the plot. ^^;;; (which I guess I didn't, but still -- I worry, I worry.)
There aren't too many things a person could say when he was caught with his hands down his pants. For Jounouchi, that list decreased by about 90% due to the fact that it was Kaiba who had caught him. And Kaiba was just staring as though he couldn't come up with what to say... and Jounouchi returned the favor, trying to jump-start his brain for just something to say - anything to say.
Instead, all he could see was a month's worth of Kaiba flashing through his memories - the fighting, Kaiba being weird and nice, the fighting, the accidental kiss in the classroom...
And he couldn't forget all the dreaming about Kaiba - no, about some damn priest named Seth. The two blurred in Jounouchi's mind; sometimes he expected Kaiba's typical insults in his dreams, or to wake up in the morning and find Kaiba looming over him. It was definitely wrong to see someone with HIS face, hearing someone with HIS voice, letting the man bearing Kaiba's likeness whip him around.
The worst part was that it seemed natural to accept that person as himself, that tormentor as Kaiba. That he couldn't tell the difference...
Finally, Kaiba cleared his throat, bringing Jounouchi's train of thought to a screeching halt. All the blond could think to do was hop to his feet, uniform pants still undone - and he was still just as hard as he had been before Kaiba showed up. The way Kaiba was standing looking him over...
Dream and reality blurred again as Kaiba came towards him; Jounouchi found himself taking a step back - right against the brick wall, a scene too familiar for Jounouchi's tastes, even though it wasn't familiar at all. Kaiba was staring down at him, but all Jounouchi was a pair of unreadable blue eyes; he felt the hand that just barely trace his cheek...
Jounouchi almost expected to be slapped.
"Get your goddamn hands offa me," Jounouchi spat, nervousness slipping into his voice. He bit his lip as Kaiba leaned closer, seeming to be searching for Jounouchi's scent, of all things.
"Don't touch me."
Jounouchi jerked back against the wall in surprise, the voice from his dreams - so much like his own voice - echoing in his head... Until Kaiba jarred him back to reality with one sentence: "I wonder if you taste like him too."
Without warning Kaiba leaned forward, catching Jounouchi in a rough kiss and shoving the blond boy back against the wall - by accident, Jounouchi hoped. Not that hoping was much of a factor with Kaiba's tongue pushing insistently past his lips, with one hand on the back on his neck and the other on Jounouchi's hip. Jounouchi moaned into the kiss, giving in under Kaiba just a little -
And Kaiba bit his lip, just too rough to be considered playful... Almost as though he really was that bastard of a priest from Jounouchi's dreams, as though the sign of submission had been too much. The blond shoved Kaiba back, shouting. "That hurt, you asshole!"
"Ow! What do you need at this hour - or are you just determined that I get no rest?"
And when Jounouchi should have been focusing on yelling at Kaiba, he found his chest tightening as he slumped against the brick wall.
***
Seth smirked like he always did when Jono complained, but in place of his usual retorts, the priest merely held out a container to Jono.
A container that the blond recognized in an instant - it was practically a replica of the one that had landed Jono in Seth's 'care' in the first place. The one that he knew held the potion Seth had been working on the other night.
He looked up questioningly to Seth, only to have the man say, "This needs to be delivered to the Per-aa tonight, and I have other things to attend to - I assume you're at least capable of not destroying it this time."
Jono glared, but he climbed out of the bed - not too eagerly, he reminded himself - and took the potion from Seth. If the priest thought he could just hand such a thing over and not expect Jono to run with it... It was his loss. He left the room without another word, trying to devise the best escape route in his head - the quickest way out, preferably without a repeat of his last escape attempt. He had a feeling if he was caught again... his previous punishments would look like mere games.
Unfortunately, a guard recognized him before he could run; the man looked at what Jono carried and nodded slightly, asking, "To the Per-aa?" Jono nodded resignedly. Damn Seth - he'd probably put the man there, knowing Jono would try something.
Somehow, Jono always underestimated the priest.
As he found himself facing the Pharaoh, he was resigned, hopeless once again as he bent down to leave the container. He winced at the pain that shot up his back, remembering his half-healed wounds. He was surprised when the Pharaoh spoke up: "Jono. You were given to Seth for this."
Jono nodded, keeping his eyes to the ground. He couldn't snap at the Pharaoh, not like he usually would with Seth - not if he had any value for his life.
"And you didn't run this time."
Another curt nod - only because Jono wouldn't add that he had wanted to. He wanted nothing more than to deliver Seth's potion, to leave and go wallow in what had been probably his last chance to -
"Then Seth has done as he said, but... Did I not specifically tell him not to harm you?" The pharaoh stood, and light steps came towards him. Jono could feel the gaze bearing down on him, and for a second he wondered why... And then it hit him, all at once, as he stared down at his hands.
Or more precisely, his wrists.
Jono closed his eyes as the command snapped through the room: "Bring Seth here." The pharaoh walked away, but remained standing, and Jono picked up the container, taking it out of the way and standing off to the side, just waiting...
Seth entered, looking almost more confident than usual - until his gaze fell on Jono, and then swept over to look at the Pharaoh. His expression faltered, then went blank altogether, as he locked eyes with those of the Pharaoh.
And as the Pharaoh dismissed the guards, Jono realized that his presence seemed to be forgotten - without the guards present, he could perhaps try to run out, try to escape. And yet, somehow, as he looked at Seth, as he remembered the Pharaoh's tone when he called for the priest...
He couldn't quite bring himself to leave.
notes
originally it was Jono's back that caught Atemu's attention, but this morning in a half-awake haze, I decided it was funnier to tie that whole hanging thing in there. ^^;;
It struck me as odd that kaiba was having all sorts of daytime issues, and jounouchi had never had that problem -- so I gave him his own. (not to mention I actually wanted to get back to AE, weirdly, and needed a venue to do it in. ^^;;;) I worried a lot about the whole shit with Kaiba & Jou -- mostly because Kaiba is acting weird. I think I was just hoping that it would be okay... after all, hasn't it been noted several times now that these little dream flashback things are driving Kaiba pretty nuts?
In a nutshell, it's a cheesy. I'm sorry. ^^; Hopefully its not too bad. Besides, people kept mentioning that Seth was told NOT to hurt Jono, but no one ever did anything about it. So... yeah. this happened.
I'm sorry, anddj_moves2001, it is your turn -- have fun. ^_^;;;;
*or rather, don't see ashes -- she is hiding and staying put*
btw, hardkore thanks to
newerapluto for looking over the writing for me, even if she didn't know what was going on, and also to reppu, for checking to see how badly I raped the plot. ^^;;; (which I guess I didn't, but still -- I worry, I worry.)There aren't too many things a person could say when he was caught with his hands down his pants. For Jounouchi, that list decreased by about 90% due to the fact that it was Kaiba who had caught him. And Kaiba was just staring as though he couldn't come up with what to say... and Jounouchi returned the favor, trying to jump-start his brain for just something to say - anything to say.
Instead, all he could see was a month's worth of Kaiba flashing through his memories - the fighting, Kaiba being weird and nice, the fighting, the accidental kiss in the classroom...
And he couldn't forget all the dreaming about Kaiba - no, about some damn priest named Seth. The two blurred in Jounouchi's mind; sometimes he expected Kaiba's typical insults in his dreams, or to wake up in the morning and find Kaiba looming over him. It was definitely wrong to see someone with HIS face, hearing someone with HIS voice, letting the man bearing Kaiba's likeness whip him around.
The worst part was that it seemed natural to accept that person as himself, that tormentor as Kaiba. That he couldn't tell the difference...
Finally, Kaiba cleared his throat, bringing Jounouchi's train of thought to a screeching halt. All the blond could think to do was hop to his feet, uniform pants still undone - and he was still just as hard as he had been before Kaiba showed up. The way Kaiba was standing looking him over...
Dream and reality blurred again as Kaiba came towards him; Jounouchi found himself taking a step back - right against the brick wall, a scene too familiar for Jounouchi's tastes, even though it wasn't familiar at all. Kaiba was staring down at him, but all Jounouchi was a pair of unreadable blue eyes; he felt the hand that just barely trace his cheek...
Jounouchi almost expected to be slapped.
"Get your goddamn hands offa me," Jounouchi spat, nervousness slipping into his voice. He bit his lip as Kaiba leaned closer, seeming to be searching for Jounouchi's scent, of all things.
"Don't touch me."
Jounouchi jerked back against the wall in surprise, the voice from his dreams - so much like his own voice - echoing in his head... Until Kaiba jarred him back to reality with one sentence: "I wonder if you taste like him too."
Without warning Kaiba leaned forward, catching Jounouchi in a rough kiss and shoving the blond boy back against the wall - by accident, Jounouchi hoped. Not that hoping was much of a factor with Kaiba's tongue pushing insistently past his lips, with one hand on the back on his neck and the other on Jounouchi's hip. Jounouchi moaned into the kiss, giving in under Kaiba just a little -
And Kaiba bit his lip, just too rough to be considered playful... Almost as though he really was that bastard of a priest from Jounouchi's dreams, as though the sign of submission had been too much. The blond shoved Kaiba back, shouting. "That hurt, you asshole!"
"Ow! What do you need at this hour - or are you just determined that I get no rest?"
And when Jounouchi should have been focusing on yelling at Kaiba, he found his chest tightening as he slumped against the brick wall.
Seth smirked like he always did when Jono complained, but in place of his usual retorts, the priest merely held out a container to Jono.
A container that the blond recognized in an instant - it was practically a replica of the one that had landed Jono in Seth's 'care' in the first place. The one that he knew held the potion Seth had been working on the other night.
He looked up questioningly to Seth, only to have the man say, "This needs to be delivered to the Per-aa tonight, and I have other things to attend to - I assume you're at least capable of not destroying it this time."
Jono glared, but he climbed out of the bed - not too eagerly, he reminded himself - and took the potion from Seth. If the priest thought he could just hand such a thing over and not expect Jono to run with it... It was his loss. He left the room without another word, trying to devise the best escape route in his head - the quickest way out, preferably without a repeat of his last escape attempt. He had a feeling if he was caught again... his previous punishments would look like mere games.
Unfortunately, a guard recognized him before he could run; the man looked at what Jono carried and nodded slightly, asking, "To the Per-aa?" Jono nodded resignedly. Damn Seth - he'd probably put the man there, knowing Jono would try something.
Somehow, Jono always underestimated the priest.
As he found himself facing the Pharaoh, he was resigned, hopeless once again as he bent down to leave the container. He winced at the pain that shot up his back, remembering his half-healed wounds. He was surprised when the Pharaoh spoke up: "Jono. You were given to Seth for this."
Jono nodded, keeping his eyes to the ground. He couldn't snap at the Pharaoh, not like he usually would with Seth - not if he had any value for his life.
"And you didn't run this time."
Another curt nod - only because Jono wouldn't add that he had wanted to. He wanted nothing more than to deliver Seth's potion, to leave and go wallow in what had been probably his last chance to -
"Then Seth has done as he said, but... Did I not specifically tell him not to harm you?" The pharaoh stood, and light steps came towards him. Jono could feel the gaze bearing down on him, and for a second he wondered why... And then it hit him, all at once, as he stared down at his hands.
Or more precisely, his wrists.
Jono closed his eyes as the command snapped through the room: "Bring Seth here." The pharaoh walked away, but remained standing, and Jono picked up the container, taking it out of the way and standing off to the side, just waiting...
Seth entered, looking almost more confident than usual - until his gaze fell on Jono, and then swept over to look at the Pharaoh. His expression faltered, then went blank altogether, as he locked eyes with those of the Pharaoh.
And as the Pharaoh dismissed the guards, Jono realized that his presence seemed to be forgotten - without the guards present, he could perhaps try to run out, try to escape. And yet, somehow, as he looked at Seth, as he remembered the Pharaoh's tone when he called for the priest...
He couldn't quite bring himself to leave.
notes
originally it was Jono's back that caught Atemu's attention, but this morning in a half-awake haze, I decided it was funnier to tie that whole hanging thing in there. ^^;;
It struck me as odd that kaiba was having all sorts of daytime issues, and jounouchi had never had that problem -- so I gave him his own. (not to mention I actually wanted to get back to AE, weirdly, and needed a venue to do it in. ^^;;;) I worried a lot about the whole shit with Kaiba & Jou -- mostly because Kaiba is acting weird. I think I was just hoping that it would be okay... after all, hasn't it been noted several times now that these little dream flashback things are driving Kaiba pretty nuts?
In a nutshell, it's a cheesy. I'm sorry. ^^; Hopefully its not too bad. Besides, people kept mentioning that Seth was told NOT to hurt Jono, but no one ever did anything about it. So... yeah. this happened.
I'm sorry, and
dj_moves2001, it is your turn -- have fun. ^_^;;;;
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Date: 2004-08-19 11:40 pm (UTC)If this wasn't part of a series... oh man. X3~~
Ah. Voyeurism. ^^ <3
The kiss scene was hot.
Anyway.
Yeah.
DUN DUN DUN. Finally the consequences catch up with our dear priest. =x
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Date: 2004-08-20 12:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-20 09:22 pm (UTC)Yeah. ^^;;;
I love your icon. ^_^v (even if I dont know who it is, lol)
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Date: 2004-08-20 09:47 pm (UTC)lol, you never know. XD
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Date: 2004-08-20 09:08 am (UTC)You kick ass, Ashes. You rock my face off~
That's all. I'm late for my move in...*can't stay away from the computer* DAMN MY INTERNET ADDICTION!
Sudden Thought: I wonder if Jono will become interested in Kaiba's plight now that the Priest is in trouble? Perhaps some information will be released that will gain the sympathy of the slave? Just a thought...
SCHOOL!! NOW!!! ARGH!!
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Date: 2004-08-20 09:25 pm (UTC)omg, don't lose your face, please!! XD
Good luck at school! (and by now, you better have gone)
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Date: 2004-08-20 01:55 pm (UTC)On another note, the fan girl in me is happy that Atemu showed up again.
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Date: 2004-08-20 09:34 pm (UTC)thanks! ^^
*likes the icon*
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Date: 2004-08-21 03:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-08-22 12:54 am (UTC)Thanks. ^^