Puppet Love

I just couldn�t resist- the part with Chibi-Yugi eating the jellyfish-Ramen got stuck in my head, and I had to put it in. Yes, sad it is, isn�t it? There�ll be more of those heart-tuggers coming-together with a little bloodshed�

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20.
Screaming

Otogi sat down gingerly, not really knowing, what to say. Finally, he decided to start with an apology.
�I�m sorry, Yugi. I�m sorry, that I accused you of cheating against Pegasus, and for forcing your best friend to publicly humiliate himself . It�s just, I, well, you know...�

Coughing and sobbing, Seto tried to escape from Jou, but the blond only snickered.
�And if one white dragon, should accident�ly fall-do you believe in karma, Kaiba?�
Seto didn�t, but he didn�t like the implication either.
His whole boy, particularly his left hand and the stump of his tongue were almost driving him insane with pain, his body trembled with agony and he felt somehow light-headed from the blood-loss. Still, he had a backup-plan; it was not more than an idea born out of self-preservation and utter despair, but this wasn�t the time to be picky.
Feigning defeat, he went limp, as Jou sauntered closer, crimson-coated blade switching from hand to hand. Just as the shorter boy bent down to take hold of Kaiba�s boxers, the CEO reacted swiftly and used his good leg for a roundhouse kick towards Katsuya�s head. Kaiba�s heel connected soundly with the blond�s jaw, sending him tumbling towards the far side of the room, semi-concious. This was Kaiba�s chance, as he tried to scramble to his feet and escape Jou�s room.
It took him several tries just to rise, because his left leg wouldn�t really support him. Jou had probably severed a sinew, or at least tangented it. Still, he wouldn�t be stopped.
Gritting his teeth, Seto tried to open the lock, which caused him quite a lot of difficulties, seeing as his right arm was useless and the knife was still imbedded in his left hand.
Finally, with an angry snarl, Kaiba grabbed hold of the knife with his teeth and pulled it free with a couple of sharp, desperate yanks.
He let the blade drop from his bloodied lips, tears flowing down freely over his pale cheeks. Now if he could only manage to unlock the door and turn the knob�

Petting what was left of his tri-colored strands, Anzu moved her lips in silent words, as she said farewell to Yugi.
"I remember, when you first came into our class, and everybody made jokes about how short you were. But I couldn�t help but stare at your beautiful eyes and the shy smile you gave, when sensei introduced you. Everything I had ever looked for in a guy was standing right in front of me, and all I had to do was reach out my hand and take yours, asking you if we could be friends. You stared at my hand, uncertain, and then you smiled at me again, a smile so full of joy and gratefulness, it almost made me cry. That�s when I promised myself, I would always stand by your side, no matter what may come��

His head was pulled back by the hair and then smashed repeatedly against the door. The first impact was hard enough to crack his cheekbone and rattle his teeth. Had his tongue not already been cut out, he most likely would have bit it off. Trying to will away the dizzy spell and approaching unconciousness, he heard his koinu whisper:
�Didn�t y� know, asshole? What goes around, comes around. The eye told me so.�
Panting, Kaiba tried to push backwards, to get away from the door and, mostly, Jou, but then something cold whispered through his boxers, slicing them apart and leaving his buttocks exposed and vulnerable and Seto frozen in pure horror.
He wouldn�t possibly-?

�To be honest, at first I was jealous about your friendship with Jou. All those years, it had always been him and me, Honda and Jou, Jou and Honda, and then, all of a sudden, he referred to you as his best friend. It took me a long while, until I understood why he did so. I saw it in the way he used to talk with and around you. He tried to be less violent, less rude, but with me-he always talked and acted the way he felt-was-like. He didn�t need to hide his bad..behaviour-demeanor, because I understood him, knew him on a level no one else did. I was-am-his brother. In anything but blood. And once I realized that, I could..let go of him, without it hurting��

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Yes, Honda does deep thoughts and fluffy feelings, never mind how tough he may act�