Jou Cool

Title: Jou Cool

Author: Puppys_seahorse

Betas: Maggiemay, Kschur, Mofaf1, Wicabeth

Genre: Drama/Dark Fairytale

Rating: Adult+ For violence, swearing and sexual situations

Spoilers: None

Summary: Jounouchi is a homophobic ex-gang leader trying to go
straight. Seto twists that ALL to hell.

A/N: I wrote this hoping to enter it into a contest on ADL. But I
think I will give up on that idea. No new contests in the offing and
nobody responds to my questions about contests. Enjoy all.

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Okay I forgot to post it so shoot me. LOL wait just kidding. It's
not mine and Shelly is still whining about buying a new computer.

MM

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Jounouchi ran as far and fast as he could, his feet automatically
taking him down paths and streets that would lead him to a place he'd
left behind, a place he swore he'd never return to, but a place where
he knew who and what he was.

Rough hands grabbing him and slamming him against a rough wall
signaled his welcome back to the hood. A vaguely familiar face,
flanked by three others stared at him from the darkness and a
sharpened blade glinted at him malevolently. "Money prick or ya die."

Jounouchi didn't as much as glance at the shining knife. He
instinctively attacked, lashing out with fists and feet, gaining some
room before pulling out his own knife. "Who th' fuck ya think yer
talkin' too Matani?"

The knife wielding thug froze at his name and the well remembered
voice. "Jounouchi." He wasn't stupid enough to put his weapon away
though. "Yer dead. The cops killed ya for icin' th' bastard who
sold out yer sis."

So that was the story that had evolved. He'd wondered. "Well they
sure fucking tried. Do I look dead to ya?"

"Nah, in fact ya look good." Suspicion flooded the other teen's
eyes. "Where ya been?"

"Hidin' in plain sight. The cops came lookin' fer me an' I took
off. I came back ta visit, see if it's cooled off. But fuck man,
what da hell ya doin' jackin' people on da street? We get enough
cash from th' business."

"Man, it's changed. When th' cops killed ya Hirutani went nuts. He
declared war on th' cops. He ain't taken care o' business and we
don't split no more. He's savin' ta buy weapons."

"Tha's stupid thinkin'. Bring me ta him." Jounouchi could feel the
mantle of his old self settling on his shoulders. It fit him like a
second skin and he reveled in the familiarity. The thoughts of being
gay and wanting -loving- a guy were pushed to the background.

"Yeah, let's go." His subordinate sensed the return of his commander
and turned to lead the way.

Little had changed at the gang's headquarters. It was the same
abandoned warehouse on the edge of town, all the same windows were
broken, and the same people, male and female still littered the
stairs. Without a word he bypassed them.

He deliberately picked up his pace and threw the doors open
wide. "Honey I'm home!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. It had
been one of his standard greetings after a successful mission; he
knew everyone would recognize it.

The entire building seemed to freeze, and then the sound of several
running feet echoed loudly and converged on him. Shouts of his name
as he was recognized made him grin at his old friends. He hadn't
realized how much he missed being part of a large family until they
were around him again welcoming him home.

"Shut the hell up, all of you. I thought I heard a ghost..." A
slurred, overloud voice growled above the din.

Instant silence descended and the crowd parted. He looked up at his
old friend and mentor. "Hirutani. Fuck man, is dat any way ta greet
a dead man?" He could barely conceal his distaste as the man zipped
his pants over an obvious bulge. A girl Jounouchi vaguely recognized
slipped around the Hirutani and stared at the blond.

"Jounouchi…" She breathed and rushed to him, wrapping him in a hug.

The pungent smell of sex and drugs assaulted him. Automatically he
stepped back and pushed her gently away. "Uh, hi Mary,,,? May
uhh…" When hurt filled the oddly- colored pink eyes he tried
again "Ami?..."

"It's Mai, you asshole. You've only fucked me about a thousand times
and you don't know my name?" Anger only thinly concealed her hurt.

Jounouchi controlled his flinch as her words struck uncomfortably
close to Kaiba's earlier. "I...I ain't good with names and it's been
a rough time since I left." He hastened to undo the damage and deny
the truth of the other teen's words. Frantically he thought of some
way to prove, if just for himself, that he did remember the woman.
The best that he could find was that somewhere in his memory he
seemed to remember the girl having long curly blond hair. It was now
short and fell in an untidy tumble around her face in a style
reminiscent of his own. "But I do like the new do."

The woman smiled prettily and wreathed his arms around his neck
again. "So, ya gonna finally make me your permanent now that yer
back?"

Before Jounouchi could shove her away, Hirutani grabbed her roughly
and tossed her carelessly into the wall. "Hands off ya whore. I
gotta talk ta my...Commander. He's been gone a'while and we gotta
lot ta discuss."

Giving the man a black look Mai straightened and spat "Ya weren't so
particular earlier when I was givin' ya head or when ya was fuckin'
my ass." Giving him a hot look, the blond woman stripped off her
large green t-shirt and tossed it to Jounouchi. "Here, it's yours.
Ya left it. I've been usin' it."

Hirutani ignored the bare-chested whore and jerked his head towards
the stairs. "Let's go on the roof Jounouchi. We gotta talk in
private."

The blond nodded obligingly and headed up the stairs. His ex-leader
followed closely behind. As soon as the door to the roof closed
strong hands grabbed him and shook him roughly. "Where the fuck have
you been you asshole?"

"Hey man relax." He was trying to think of what to say and didn't
fight the shaking. If this was all he got he was a lucky man.

While Jounouchi struggled for an answer, the tight grip changed and
the strong arms wrapped around him like a vice. Shock held him
immobile when his old friend and leader buried his head in
Jounouchi's neck and whispered hoarsely. "I thought ya were dead.
God, I thought ya were dead."

At one time Jounouchi knew he would have pushed Hirutani away with a
disgusted guy grunt, but he'd learned about pain and love. Gently he
hugged the man back. "I ain't dead. I just…it was dangerous ta be
here, ya know? I had ta get out."

The larger man relaxed his grip slightly. "Yeah, I know. And I can
tell ya needed ta be away." The arms holding him shifted slightly,
changing the hold from a man-to-man bear hug to something that felt
disturbingly like an embrace. "You've changed. I think you've
finally figured it out. Is that why you came back? Did you finally
figure it out?"

Jounouchi stiffened in shock with Hirutani began to press kisses
against his neck. With a hard jerk he tried to get out of the
unwanted embrace only to find himself trapped by strong arms. "Damn,
what the fuck man, get offa me."

"Don't say that. Ya know ya want me. I've seen it. Ya try ta hide
it in all da chicks, but you've always watched, and liked what ya
seen. Half da time ya wouldn't get turned on until me or one of da
others was up and ready for action." More slobbery kisses pressed
into his skin.

"Yer nuts. I don't know what yer talkin' about. Now get offa me."
Jounouchi squirmed, and wrenched away. "I ain't never wanted to do
you or any guy here. What da fuck is up with you? You ain't no fag,
and ya know I ain't either. Are ya high or drunk or somethin'?"

Breathing fast the gang leader clenched his fists and stared at the
blond he'd wanted for so long. He couldn't be wrong. He never had
been before and he knew he wasn't this time. "I…I missed ya and I
made a promise ta myself if ya were alive, if ya ever came back I
wouldn't let ya go again. Yer right, I ain't a fag, and neither are
you. We swing both ways. I saw it in ya right away. Ya would look
at the guys like they was meat but ya weren't hungry. You were happy
with pussy so I kept ya supplied, but I knew one day ya'd wake up and
know ya wanted somethin' different." Hirutani stepped forward
deliberately "I ain't waitin' no more. We're a team; the best and
strongest ever Leader and Commander. An' together we can rule th'
streets."

"Yer outta yer mind. I'm here ta visit. I ain't stayin' and I ain't
yer bitch." The blond could hardly believe this was happening. The
guy he'd looked up to and followed, his Leader, not only wanted to
fuck him, but thought that Jounouchi felt the same. Shaking his head
in denial and disbelief continued to retreat until his back hit the
low brick rail around the edge of the building.

"You ain't leavin' me again Jounouchi. You're mine…not my bitch, but
right hand."

"I ain't. Hirutani, man we got history. Don't do dis. We're
family." Jounouchi peeked over his shoulder to check his position
and possibility of escape. With a sinking stomach he realized the
only ways out were to get by Hirutani or go over the ledge. Four
stories was a long drop but he'd take it before he'd take Hirutani as
a lover.

"We'll have more. Come on Jounouchi, ya know ya want it. I could
tell when ya hugged me that ya'd realized you liked guys. It was in
yer touch." He moved closer, trying to pin the retreating blond
against the bricks. Quick as an eel, Jounouchi slithered away, up
onto the ledge.

"I hugged my brother! Not my lover. Dude, think what yer sayin'."
Jounouchi wanted to slap himself when Hirutani's dark eyes gleamed
with sudden comprehension that changed to flaming rage and jealousy.

"I was right. Ya did discover it! But not with me!" The enraged
man suddenly lunged and pounced, slamming the stunned blond into the
concrete and mortar ledge and climbing atop him, straddling his chest
and squeezing the breath out of him. "Who are you fucking? What's
his name? I'll kill him for touching what's mine."

The blond couldn't move or speak as his stunned body struggled to
breathe. "…ah…"

"Who?" A hard fist caught the blond high on the cheekbone and his
blood began to flow.

"Ahh…no…can't breath…" faint, gasping, as the air was driven out of
his lungs by blows and the weight of the larger man, Jounouchi tried
to get through to the leader.

Another punishing blow, this one to his mouth. "Don't fucking lie to
me. Tell me who. Tell me your lover's name."

"No…no…body…'tani…" Harsh gasp and pant.

"Bull shit. I could see it in the way you moved, the way you touched
me. You…you betrayed me. After everythin' I did for ya, waitin' fer
ya, you betrayed me." Fury contorted features assumed a demonic mask
in the moonlight. "Was he the one who gave you the fancy clothes?
Is he some rich prick? Did you turn it up for a dime?" A punishing
fist punctuated each question was. Hirutani was oblivious to the
shouting below the building or the sound of running steps as his gang
plowed up to the roof.

On the verge of unconsciousness Jounouchi moaned softly, knowing he
was going to die or worse up here without ever having loved Kaiba.
Unbidden, the image of blue eyes and chestnut hair filled his mind,
comforted him. With a smile as loving and open as a child's he
gathered his energy and whispered softly "I love you Kaiba…" The
world slid to darkness.

Hirutani, in the act of beating Jounouchi paused at the sight of the
beautiful smile. It was all he'd ever hoped to see on his
Commander's face. That's when he saw the handiwork of his rage. The
bruised and bleeding face, barely conscious eyes, and shallow pained
breathing telling him he'd almost gone too far. He automatically
shifted to allow his love to breathe and assessed the injuries. His
experience with battle wounds told him that Jounouchi would live and
now he had a name. Kaiba, Jounouchi's lover was Kaiba. And there
was only one Kaiba.

"You are mine Jounouchi - mine. I won't let you go." He growled in
a whisper. With a howl of rage and triumph he threw himself away
from the bruised and beaten teen. He would find Kaiba and kill the
bastard and when Jounouchi healed they would become the true partners
they should have always been.

Jounouchi, roused by the sudden influx of oxygen and the howl shifted
and kicked his legs reflexively against the weight holding them just
in time to intercept Hirutani's backwards movement, deflecting his
trajectory and sending his leader plummeting to the ground four
stories below.

To the watching gang it appeared to be a perfectly timed retaliatory
kick, one well deserved. Jounouchi was barely aware of the blow,
except that it sent him spinning in the opposite direction and
pitching him down onto the roof. He had no idea that Hirutani had
just fallen to his death.

Matani stepped forward and helped Jounouchi to stand. Mai, in a pink
halter and holding the green shirt, stepped forward and blotted the
blood away from his face. "I wanted ta warn ya. He made me cut my
hair and wear your clothes. He always butt fucked me. I…I knew he
wanted ya bad. Most of us girls did. He didn't like us much, but if
we'd been with ya he wanted us while we was still warm. Didn't want
us ta take a bath either, he liked ta smell ya on us. He was real
disappointed that ya always used a rubber."

"You knew?" Several people around him nodded shamefacedly. "Why
din't ya say somethin'?"

"He was Leader, yer Commander. If he wanted ta do ya, who were we ta
say somethin'? `Sides, we didn't know if ya were that way or not. So
we minded our own."

"So why are ya telling me dis now?"

"'Cause yer Leader now. And, since ya iced Hirutani for tryin', we
figured we'd let ya know we back ya up. Ya had th' right ta kill
him. He had no cause fer attackin' you like that. An enemy sure,
but not you. You had th' right ta say no."

"Leader…" Jounouchi looked around for Hirutani, then swallowed hard
and walked to the ledge where several people were looking over. His
stomach lurched as he saw Hirutani. He had fallen on top of the old
chain link fence, its metal links cleaving him in two, and his top
half had fallen from the fence with enough force to split his skull
like a ripe watermelon. There was no doubt about it. Hirutani,
former leader of the Rintama Gang was dead. And by right of
victorious battle, Jounouchi Katsuya became the new Leader.