Bury It Deeper
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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Chapter 5
Daringly, Jou lightly smacked the back of his head. “Hentai. That ain't what I meant. You guys are gonna tell me about your first times... and yer first relationships.” Seeing their crestfallen looks, he shook his head at them. “Ya both are just horny. Maybe you guys should get together and take care of some of that. I'll join when I'm feelin' like I wanna explore.”
Yugi blinked and shot Seto a glance. Seto was shaking his head. “I would rather wait for you.”
“Me too Jou.” Yugi smiled softly.
“Fine. Yugi tell me about your first time... and your first relationship. Give me some second hand experience.”
Yugi turned back to face the road and settled back into his seat. This was one of his favorite memories. He had no qualms about sharing it. “It was during the Grand Prix in America that Atemu and I discovered we could 'touch' each other in my soul room. His was still too much of a labyrinth for us to even find each other, but... but in my soul room we could be together.” Smiling at the memory, he let it take him away. “It started out completely platonic. Playing games, talking, wrestling even. It was just friendship and admiration. After a few months that changed. I began to notice him differently. I still liked, no loved, Anzu, but Atemu was... compellingly sexy. I started to have fantasies about him and me. They were pretty tame, kisses and hugs, but I always woke up hard from them. I started to avoid him and the soul room. I hurt him terribly those few weeks. Finally, he confronted me and I... I confessed. I don't know what I thought he'd do, probably leave or call me a freak. Instead, he held me close and confessed too. When we went back to the soul room he made love to me. It was... tender and slow and he touched and kissed me all over, just like you would expect a virgin girl to dream about. I'm not a girl, but I enjoyed it more than I ever expected to.” The soft reminiscent smile faded slightly to a pained grimace. “I found out the next morning that soul room activities effect my physical body.”
Seto smirked knowingly and Jou tilted his head slightly to ask, “Whatcha mean?”
Yugi blushed and looked at his lap, embarrassed for the first time. Seto helped him out. “He means his ass hurt and he probably had a huge mess on the sheets.”
It was Jou's turn to blush at the images crowding his brain. “Oh, ” was all he could say. He was rather proud of that limited response. His tongue felt thick and his brain was mush so any response was a major achievement.
Yugi picked up the thread of his story to stave off more comments. “We were lovers for months. He made love to me every night. I know that's not realistic, but he was a spirit and was moved only by emotion. He only had my physical limits and I'm... horny a lot.” Taking a breath, Yugi tamped down his rising blush and continued. “As much as I loved him and enjoyed our private time I still found myself getting turned on around Anzu. I still loved her. I thought I was betraying Atemu and was almost suicidal. Thankfully, Atemu recognized what was going on and explained things to me. Things that I knew already, but hadn't put into perspective. People can love more than one person at a time. Humans have a great capacity for love and their hearts aren't limited. The choice to be with one person, to be monogamous is one of the heart, mind and soul, but not necessarily of the body. Then he confessed that he loved Anzu as well, but that he didn't feel it appropriate to pursue her as he was a spirit and he loved me as well. Of the two he would always choose me.”
Yugi felt tears slip out the corner of his eyes as he remembered how tenderly Atemu had spoken to him. “It was easy after that. I asked Anzu over and then invited her to our soul room. Atem had the power to bring her there and … we both confessed and asked her to be ours. She was shocked and said no at first then Atemu asked me to leave so he could talk to her. I don't know what he said, but when I came back she curled around us both, promising to love us forever. He made love to us both with insatiable tenderness that night. Anzu and I woke up swimming in cum and feeling like the most loved people on earth.” His breath hitched and he dropped his head slightly. “We were together until the day Atemu left for the afterlife. For a while after he left Anzu and I tried, but she couldn't stand my touch. Too many memories. We weren't intimate after he left. I was missing him, but still loving Anzu. She... she was more miserable, missing him horribly. Then one day she just showed up and ended it. I could see her pain and let her go without argument. I loved her too much to let her suffer like that.”
Yugi turned his head to look at Jou. He expected to see softness, maybe passion, or perhaps compassion. He didn't expect to see a thoughtful expression that inexplicably had an almost angry cast to it. “Jou...”
The blond gave Yugi a small smile and shook his head slightly “Later Yug. Right now – K...Seto, tell us about your first... everything.”
Seto didn't show it, but he caught the shift in Jou's speech. The 'me' went to us. On some level Jou had accepted Yugi. He was determined that Jou would accept him as well. “My first sexual experience was with an administrative assistant at the office. I screwed her, Gozaburo paid her a bonus, and it was done. I haven't had sex with someone who works for me or a woman since.” Brief and accurate, if not totally honest.
Golden eyes narrowed slightly. “Bull shit. There's more to it than that. There always is with you Kaiba. Now spill. We're waiting.”
Gritting his teeth, the CEO glared out the windshield at the flow of vehicles around him, automatically adjusting and moving through traffic. Fuck, how had Jou known there was more and what exactly did he expect? He wasn't the type to bare his heart and soul. Bad shit happened. He got over it and moved on, never making the same mistake. He didn't want the blond to pity him – he wasn't a pity fuck either – he just wanted the idiot to give him the love he... Abruptly his inner tirade ended as his genius brain kicked in. To Jounouchi, love was about sharing hearts. He wanted to know the bad shit because it would let him know Seto's heart. Well fuck, how stupid was that? Ordinary people had baggage, but Kaiba Seto had several sets of matched Louis Vuitton luggage, most with Gozaburo's name on it. He debated inwardly for several seconds before deciding that if Jou wanted the dirty details he'd get them, as long as it helped convince the blond to give him his love.
“Her name was Lena and she was twenty. I was fourteen. She was quite literally the most beautiful woman in the world to me. Long black hair fell to below her stellar ass. Her breasts were large enough for her to star in an American porn magazine. Her face was Madonna beautiful. She was warm, bubbly and friendly; she treated me like I was someone, not just the 'Kaiba heir,' but like I was... more.” Deftly, he made a turn. Unconsciously, he hit the gas harder. They were almost there and he was sure the conversation would end once they were out of the private confines of the car.
“My 'father' noticed I had a crush on her. He tried to tell me that those kinds of emotions made me weak and people would take advantage. I argued that she never would, that she wasn't after money or power. He called me a fool and told me I'd have to be taught a lesson.” His voice cracked slightly over that, but he doubted his audience heard the break. "I had faith in her and blew off the warning." His lips twisted wryly. "I knew better, but she blinded me - or rather my emotions did" He shifted uncomfortably and crowded close to the car in front of him, bullying the other driver to go faster.
“A few days later I went to her office to speak to her. Just being around her made me... feel good. I was happy and turned-on when she met me with a huge smile and a hug. She'd never hugged me before and I liked pressing against her. Did I mention her big breasts? Anyway, I invited her to lunch with me in the executive dining room. She said no, it would hurt her reputation at the office if she was seen there, but she invited me to her apartment for lunch. She only lived a few blocks from the office.” A self-derisive curve touched his lips. “If I'd have been thinking with more than my dick, I'd have realized that an admin couldn't earn enough to pay for a two million yen apartment. Instead of thinking rationally, I went along for lunch. We never ate any food. She was quite... skilled and I was very hot for her.” Long suppressed bitterness coated his words although he never heard it, too lost in memories. “We fucked for hours with her guiding my hands and mouth... every aspect of our coupling. I was an eager student, and pathetically naive. I believed her when she said she loved me. I told her I loved her.”
He took a deep breath to clear out the memories and lock the emotions back in their suitcase. “It lasted a week, with me going to her apartment for 'lunch' every day, including the weekend. On the eighth day, I went to her office in the morning to greet her and give her some flowers I thought she would enjoy. I was told by a sniggering co-worker that she had called in sick. I thought that as her lover it was my place to check on her and decided she would enjoy the flowers. I could take care of her if she needed me too. So I went to see her. I knocked on the door and nobody answered, but it was an electronic lock with a keypad. I'd seen her put the code in so it was nothing to just bypass. I thought she was too sick to answer the door and was concerned.”
He tensed as the memory brought a rush of bile to his throat. “It never occurred to me she had company.” Fighting his urge to ram the car ahead of him out of the way – who actually did the speed limit? - he continued tightly. “I heard Gozaburo's voice just as I walked in. He was in Lena's bedroom. I almost rushed in because I knew how vicious he could be when angry, but Lena's voice stopped me. She was laughing. I loved her laugh so I knew... it was genuine. For an insane, completely irrational moment, I thought Gozaburo had found out about us and came to see Lena out of caring for me. I was really a naif. Not wanting to interrupt, I crept forward and watched. Gozaburo was not standing by her bed like I expected. He was laying with her, obviously naked and as relaxed as I'd ever seen him. For a second I was... confused. Then I realized and felt sick, but my training kicked in and I put it away. I needed to listen to what they were saying. This was an unexpected advantage, I knew it had to be.” Remembered rage and pain welled and ebbed.
“She was thanking him for a bonus – diamonds she said. He told her she'd earned it putting up with his 'lovesick' son slobbering on her.” Gripping the wheel tight, Seto fishtailed into a parking spot a few yards from the restaurant he'd chosen, his mind still locked in his past memories. “She said she was glad it was over and she was happy she could get back to her real customer, and she kissed him. I ran out of there, threw the flowers in the trash and went back to the office. When he called me to his office later that day to tell me about my 'whore lover,' I pretended like I didn't care. I told him she was just a test of my sexuality because I was interested in guys more than women. I already knew I was bisexual so it was only a manipulation of the facts, but he was shocked and horrified. The one thing I knew by drawing that line is that I'd never share another sex partner with him again; my private sex life would not be used in his personal sadism. He was a complete homophobe and wouldn't fuck a guy even if it meant besting me. I've stuck to male partners since and kept it strictly business by hiring whores. I fuck them, I pay them, they disappear.”
There was dead silence as he shoved open his car door and stalked to the sidewalk. Wordlessly, they got out and followed. Seto kept his gaze on the sidewalk until they entered the famiresu restaurant. He wasn't ashamed or embarrassed, but for some reason, he didn't want to see the looks on their faces. Somehow he thought they would be shocked and disgusted, and would completely reject him.
He didn't see the long horrified look they shared or the mist of tears in Yugi's eyes. The waitress smiled at them, ignoring the strange vibe in the air. "How many?"
"Three. Non-smoking if you have it." He answered briskly.
"Do you want a booth or table? All of our tables are full so there would be a wait, but we have two booths open." She gave him a quick look. "Our only non-smoking available is in the front atrium. It is very public and most don't want to eat there."
Seto chanced a quick glance over his shoulder. "Smoking or non-smoking booth?"
Jou hunched his shoulder slightly. "I gave up smokin' about six months ago. I kinda don't want to be around it if I c'n avoid it."
"We'll take the non-smoking." He wasn't thrilled with the public venue, but he had nothing to hide either. If he and Jou were going to be a couple... with or without Yugi... then he would have to tolerate a certain amount of public exposure. Taking the bull by the horns, he nodded slightly. "The atrium is fine."
Seto followed the waitress and slid gracefully into the booth. He was disappointed when Jou chose to slide in across from him and he was surprised when Yugi slid in next to him. He was distracted by the waitress asking, "Can I bring you some drinks when I bring your menus?"
Jou nodded. "I'll have peach Calpis."
Yugi grinned. "Sounds good - strawberry Calpis for me."
Seto hesitated for a moment then sighed. "I'll have a Pepsi Red."
The waitress scuttled away to get their menus and drinks. Once she was gone, Seto took a deep breath and dared to look at Jou and see his reaction, braced for his rejection or pity. He didn't know which would be worse. However, a soft thoughtfulness was what he read on Jou's face. "What are you thinking about?" When Jou didn't respond, he asked, "What has you so pensive? You asked, I told you." He couldn't help the hint of defensiveness in his voice.
Jou offered him a small smile, but shook his head. He didn't want to speak yet because he was sure Yugi wanted to say something first. He flicked a quick glance at his best friend. Sure enough the amethyst eyes were locked on Seto with regret and determination. Seto was about to get the patented Yugi 'I hurt your feelings' apology. It was gonna be interesting - and hilarious - to see how Kaiba handled this without hurting Yugi. Jou was almost certain Kaiba wouldn't hurt Yugi... he hoped.
Seto jumped and recoiled as far as the bench would let him when strong arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him into a smooshing hug. "Guh! What the hell..." But his protest tapered off when his hot gaze collided with the damply sparkling eyes of Yugi. "Wha..."
"I'm sorry Seto! I was wrong earlier when I said that stuff. I didn't know you'd had your heart broken so badly. Please forgive me?" Sadness and deep apology were reflected in the wide - too-wide - eyes.
"Nothing to forgive. Your tirade meant nothing." Seto relaxed a bit and tried to coax the too tight arms from around him to let him breathe. “Besides, there was no way for you to know since I decided at that time to never let my heart get that close to anyone again. It happened long before I met either of you and since then I’ve discovered that all my logic and checklists have no control over who I want."
Taking the hint, Yugi slid his arms from around Seto's waist and scooted away a few inches, but to Seto's horror and Jounouchi's barely stifled hysterical laughter, he clasped Seto's nearest hand in both of his in a wordless show of support, apology, affection and what ever else Yugi thought he needed.
Before he could do more than tense, a cool, familiar voice said, "Well, well, the King, Crown Prince, and Jester of Duel Monsters sitting together. Did the devil start serving ice cubes? Yugi and Kaiba holding hands?"
All three heads swung around sharply. "Otogi, " Yugi gasped. But to Seto's disbelief, Yugi didn't let go. In fact, he scooted closer. "I... I thought you were in China on that marketing trip."
The black-haired man didn't wait for an invitation, he simply slid into the booth next to Jounouchi, scooting over much too close and forcing the blond to draw back as far as possible into the corner to avoid contact. "I'm leaving again in a couple hours. Stopped back in Domino to get more demo boxes before I head to South Korea." He grinned and turned his green eyes on the blond next to him. "You said you were spending the weekend with Yugi, but... it looks like he's hanging with his... boyfriend. Why don't you join me in South Korea? I'm taking my jet and I have a suite so it's all on my dime."
Jou forced a slight smile all the while mentally cursing the hentai pervert. "No thanks. I promised ta spend th' weekend with Kaiba and Yugi. They took time off just ta be with me."
Otogi's smile nearly blinded the waitress as she brought their menus and drinks. "That's perfect. Why don't you all come along." The bright smile dimmed and changed, becoming suggestive. "We can make it a foursome."
Yugi choked while Jou paled and then went red. With narrowed blue eyes shooting icy spears of death, Seto glared at Otogi for daring to hit on his... friends. "We have plans for the weekend that are unbreakable." Vague, but to the point - the point being 'fuck no.'
The diceman wasn't going to let that stop him. "Really? What are you doing that is so 'unbreakable?'"
"None of your business what the three of us choose to do." Seto glared slightly, then reached across the table with his other hand. "Right Katsuya?"
Seto hadn't planned to push this hard, this fast, but he was putting up with a lot - Yugi holding his hand and hugging him in public, explaining things that have absolutely no bearing on anything, and the idiot Otogi hitting on Jounouchi! The least the blond could do was show a little of that love to him and hold his fucking hand!
Jounouchi didn't even hesitate. Even as color flooded his cheeks, he grasped Seto's hand, lacing their fingers together and gripping tight. Giving the brunet a soft smile made more beautiful by pink cheeks and sparkling eyes, he said tenderly, "Couldn't be more right." Seto and Yugi had given him invaluable gifts, the least he could do was give support when asked.
Otogi's eyes resembled green dinner plates as he took in the joined hands. Then they narrowed in speculation. "Any room for a fourth?"
As one, the three men shook their heads. All three sets of eyes held varying degrees of censure and rage that he'd dare to intrude. "You'd better go Otogi," Yugi suggested coldly. "You will miss your flight if you stay here." The words were innocuous, but the tone suggested that he would miss his flight due to extreme injury for pissing them off. Otogi glanced around at them for a moment more, allowing his gaze to linger on the blond for a moment before standing and bowing slightly. "Well if you ever change your minds, I'm just a call away." Before they could follow through with the promise of death in more than one glare he scurried away.
Seto squeezed both hand's tight and let go. Moving his hands away, he explained, "I don't care for PDA. I... It is not something I enjoy."
Yugi laughed and blushed, moving over a bit to give him some room. "I know. Me too. But when I'm apologizing I just... I had to hug you Seto."
"Just don't make a habit of it in public." He sighed and looked across at his boyfriend? Lover? He wasn't sure what to call Jounouchi. "Are you okay with us now?"
Jou curled his hand into a loose fist, savoring the warmth before pulling his hand back. "Yeah I'm good. 'Cuz th' way I see it you guys are as much virgins as me." He grinned cheekily when the waitress came and asked for their order, forestalling their questions. "I'll have yakitori for starters then some chicken curry an' rice. I'll have apple pie a la mode for dessert. Vanilla bean ice cream... warm th' pie please."
Seto hiked an eyebrow at the choice of East meets West and decided to go with it. "I'll have Hamada salad to start, Katsu Jyu with miso and ume, and for desert I'll have a tiramisu with vanilla bechemel and raspberry sauces - warmed and served on the side."
Yugi, not normally a foodie person, was practically drooling. "I'll have yakitori to start, Katsu Jyu with rice and ume for main, and I'll... oh man guys the desserts sound..." He broke off to wipe his lips. "What do you think?" He asked the table at large.
The waitress laughed and suggested, "We have a dessert sampler that has some of every type of dessert. It is normally enough to feed five people. If you three think you can finish it off I'd recommend that."
Seto shrugged. "I'd prefer the tiramisu with the sauces, but bring it for them anyway. I'm sure they'll have no problem finishing it." He rolled his eyes to emphasize his point.
Far from embarrassed, Jou's face lit up. "Yeah, cancel my order for pie though. I want lots more room." Giving Yugi a serious look, he asked, "Think we can handle it buddy?"
Yugi hesitated for a moment. His stomach had been iffy since the 'incident' with Jou's father, but... Catching Jou's eyes, he nodded "Yeah! Bring it on." The waitress smiled at his enthusiasm and bowed as she backed away.
Seto grinned and sat back, his admiration for the duo rising higher. He hadn't forgotten that they had a body to dispose of and a murder to hide. But they were doing damn good at hiding their nerves. In fact, until just a second ago when Yugi's mask faltered he hadn't detected a single break in their composure. He'd handle that in a minute, but first he wanted clarification. "What did you mean by that Katsuya? About us being uh... inexperienced like you?"
"Gee and yer a genius. Ya ain't never had no true lover, just paid for whores. Even that first one from the sounds of it, even if you didn’t do the payin’. That ain't a real relationship. Hell ya might as well been doin' a blow up doll." He teased with a grin. That grin faded when he looked at Yugi. Pain and outrage gleamed from his golden eyes. "I noticed that ya always said Atemu made love to you, or ta you and Anzu. Ya never have said ya made love to or with either of them." He hesitated a moment then asked bluntly "Did you ever have sex with Anzu when Atemu wasn't there? Did you ever actually put your dick inside her?"
Yugi blushed, but held his composure. "No. She said she was worried about pregnancy. I never topped Atemu."
"Yeah that's sorta what I thought. Ta spare yer feelin's I'm not gonna tell ya what I think of Atemu or Anzu, but I'll say this - yer more of a virgin than me - cuz at least Mai was honest with me."
Yugi gasped and shook his head quickly. "Jou you have it all wrong."
Sadly, Jou shook his head. "Nah I don't, but I won't argue." He sent Seto an appealing glance. He needed help getting out of this one and wasn't too proud to ask.
Seto narrowed his eyes slightly to let Jou know he'd received the message then decided that to distract Yugi from old drama was to pull him back into a current drama. Besides, it was time to open another door since he - they - had accepted him already. "How is your family Jounouchi?"
On the surface it was harmless, but he didn't need to see the sudden jerk and paling of the blond to know that he'd struck a nerve. Yugi went rigid and his face lost all color. Mission accomplished. If he hadn't known what was going on he would have been alarmed. As it was he was able to find humor in the situation. He kept his amusement well hidden as Jounouchi sputtered and coughed, spraying his peachy-milk drink on the table. He gabbled out an answer as he frantically wiped up the mess with his napkin.
“I dunno. My mom hasn’t spoken to me much in years, Shizuka has mentioned some personal issues I don’t really wanna discuss, and my dad and I aren’t on speaking terms since I settled into my new place,” Jou said once he caught his breath. “What about you guys?” Looking at Yugi, he grinned and asked, “Yug, did ya finally find th' piece you were lookin' ta add ta yer bedroom? Or are ya still lookin'? When we talked about it a few months ago. Think ya said somethin’ about wantin’ a bed where ya could switch off top and bottom? A bunk bed mebbe?” He turned to Seto before Yugi could answer. “And what about you Seto? What's up with Mokuba lately? Is anythin’ new happenin’ in your life that the news failed to report to the world at large?” Jou’s nerves were definitely frazzled and he did his best to redirect the questions elsewhere. He was grateful when the food arrived to distract them for a few seconds.
Seto quirked an eyebrow at his spike-haired rival. “Bunk bed? Isn’t that a bit childish for a grown man to have? I seriously doubt you could find one made for three. Personally I prefer a four poster bed.”
Yugi was a bit confused for a moment, as totally taken aback by Seto’s question as Jou had been. Noticing Seto’s eyes turn to him after Jou quickly fired off his questions, Yugi forced his mind to work and, after a moment of thinking, replied, "I think I might have just found the right piece - pieces. Don't worry about my bed, it'll have space for a middleman. Jounouchi misunderstood what I was trying to say. I didn't want a piece of furniture or a new bed to be on top of...” Yugi’s eyes gleamed mischievously as he gave the brunet a smirk. “Come on Seto, I may be small, but I’m definitely not a one-way, permanent uke if given the choice.”
Seto’s eyes widened slightly at that. Yugi had been trying to get Jou into bed for quite a while. The only thing that had caused him to fail was Jounouchi's innocence.
Jou had a puzzled look on his face for a few moments as he listened to Yugi’s reply then his eyes widened and his face went beet red as he finally realized just how much his little buddy had been hitting on him with the suggestions for a new piece in his bedroom. Yugi innocently nibbled on his yakatori as if he had just been discussing the painting of a Sakura tree hanging on the restaurant wall while Jounouchi did a facepalm.
Seeing the light dawn on a certain golden head, Seto decided to tease. “Hmm, if that’s the case I might have to commission a three tier bunk just to see who ends up where, ” he said smoothly. “I prefer the top as well, but I might occasionally be convinced to take one of the other two positions. What about you Katsuya?”
Jou still seemed a bit flustered by the turn the topic had taken; he had never realized Yugi was using a bunk bed as a euphemism for sex. “I, uh, I wonder how much longer the main course will be. I’m starved.” Another quick change of subject telling Seto and Yugi that the squirming blond was once more uncomfortable with the topic of conversation. Seto chuckled, followed by Yugi. Sometimes Jounouchi Katsuya was simply hilarious. Didn't he know that food could be used for double entendres just as easily?
"I'm starved too. What about you Yugi?" Seto led in, a smile tugging at his lips.
Yugi gave a distinctly hentai grin. "Yeah I can't wait for the main course."
"Oh shit, I'm in trouble now. You two have teamed up against me." Jounouchi groaned as his face flamed once again. He'd never get rid of this blush..
Yugi sent Seto a conspiratorial grin. "Oh no Jounouchi-kun you're looking at it wrong..." He started and Seto finished, "We've teamed up for you."
Red faced and voice near to squeaking from the images dancing in his brain, he moaned, "Dat's what I'm afraid of." He ruined his beleaguered role with the small silly grin tugging at his lips. It felt good to know he was wanted... loved even. After all the years of gettin' by on scraps of affection, he'd finally hit it lucky. There was no time for them to respond because at that moment the waitress returned with their main courses.
The rest of lunch passed by in a flurry of quips, flirtatious double entendres, and shared nibbles - both food and information, ending with all three young men squished into the same bench sharing bites of sinfully rich, delicious desserts - including Kaiba's prized tiramisu - which he abandoned without a qualm when he saw the Lai Yut. Authentic classic dishes were rare and Chinese Beautiful Moon Tarts were almost impossible to find, even in China.
Too soon their lunch was over and Seto was dropping them back at Jounouchi's house. With a playfully hentai look, he admonished them not to do anything he would be sorry he missed and, with a wave and roar of the engine, sped off toward his office. Automatically, he called his security team and ordered the cameras turned back on. As an afterthought, he told them not to monitor, record only.
When he got back to the office, he was unsurprised to find his security nowhere near the display and the sound muted. A quick flick of his hand dismissed them from the room. He scanned through the few minutes of recording until he was caught up to date. To his amusement they were both sprawled on the couch holding their bellies and moaning in ecstatic misery as they faded into an overfed nap. Seto grinned and sprawled back in his own chair rubbing his flat stomach. He was a little miserable himself and a nap sounded good. Settling in comfortably, he set his cell-alarm to wake him in two hours. If they weren't up by then he'd call and wake them. They had a lot to do.
An incessant ringing woke Jou from his truly stellar dream where he, Yugi and Kaiba were seated at a huge buffet of desserts, each one more tempting than the last. Every time Jou would take a bite of one either Seto or Yugi would say something outrageously sexy or flirtatious. Occasionally one or both would lean over and wipe his lips with a warm finger or soft tongue. Of course he'd return the favor, and right in the middle of the buffet they would begin making out, only to be distracted by the desserts again.
"Mosh' Mosh'," he mumbled sleepily.
"Jounouchi-san, it is the middle of the afternoon! Don't tell me I got you out of bed?"
"I wish." Jou sighed under his breath. "Nah, just relaxin' at home. Who is this?"
"Sumiko Ren. We met a few months ago. I'm the photographer who took the pictures for your lover. Do you remember?"
Jou blinked and sat up quickly. He'd forgotten about the pictures. What would Kaiba... "Yeah I remember you, Sumiko Ren, photographer to the stars. What do you need?"
"Your lover purchased everything: negatives, prints, everything. I was wondering if you would be interested in modeling for a few more shots that I can use commercially or in my portfolio?"
Jou swallowed hard, fighting the urge to shout out that the purchaser was not his lover, but discretion was the better part of valor in this case. "Uh, not really. Thanks for the offer though." Without another word he hung up. Realization dawned and horror raced through him. He could see his happiness slipping away.
Yugi startled awake by Jou’s movement, blinked owlishly “What’s wrong Jou?”
The blond shook his head sharply “Fuck, what a mess.”
Really concerned now, Yugi stood and put his hand on Jou’s arm. “What’s going on Jou?”
Jounouchi shrugged off the touch, shoving his hands into his pockets and hunching defensively. “I made a mess Yug, and I didn’t even know it at the time. I lost Kaiba before I even had him.” Shoulders trembling with silent sobs, he keened and clenched his arms around his waist defensively as if to hold in the pain he was feeling.
Alarmed and more concerned than ever, Yugi crossed to stand beside Jounouchi, laying his hands tenderly on his shaking back. “Just tell me what’s wrong we’ll fix it together.”
Between clenched teeth, Jou explained, “Sumiko Ren, the photographer to the stars, called and she wants me to pose for more pictures.” Gripping the back of his hair in agitation, Jounouchi swung away from Yugi and started to pace around the room in a frenzy. “What do you think Kaiba’s gonna do when he finds I posed for erotic pictures?”
Yugi paled as he realized the significance behind Jounouchi’s words. Kaiba was a public figure in the family oriented entertainment industry and a scandal like this could ruin him. The brunet hadn't wanted PDA. How would he react to this? “Jounouchi speak to Kaiba and tell him. Maybe he can think of a way to help; possibly buy back the photos before they go public.”
Seto, wide awake and narrow-eyed, was already pulling up a dossier on the photographer. While Jou paced, moaned and in general lost himself to angst the CEO was busily hacking into Sumiko Ren's business records for the name of the person who had commissioned the photos of his lover. With a small grunt of satisfaction, he got the name - Sunrise Unlimited - and an address. He would have this sorted out in no time.
Jounouchi sighed and swallowed hard. "I'ma call Seto, but... but I'm not gonna let him fix this. I'm... I'll tell him that we can't see each other cuz of m'past. I'll tell him there's somethin' that would injure him an' that I won't do it. I... I won't stand in th' way if you two want to be together." The last was said with several gulps and stifled sobs.
Seto rolled his eyes and murmured 'Drama Queen.' But his lips held a faint curve. Jounouchi loved him enough to protect him. It gave him a warm glow inside. His phone rang just a few seconds later. He let it ring a few times while he contemplated how to deal with this new wrinkle.
When he had a working plan, he answered briskly. "Kaiba."
"Uh.... uhm... Hey Kaiba it's me... Jounouchi." Seto not only heard the blond's dejection but saw it on the monitor. He looked entirely miserable - and not from overindulging in desserts.
"What's up?" He deliberately made his tone as distracted as possible.
"I uh... about today... about what I... we decided. I... uhm. I need ta tell ya I can't... can't be with you."
"Hmmm Jounouchi, now isn't the time to tell me that. Let's discuss it when we go out to dinner all right?"
"No! No! I can't be seen with ya again. I..."
"What? Why not? What's going on?"
"I did something that could hurt ya if it gets out. I can't get involved with ya cuz of the scandal and your company."
"Don't be ridiculous. Did you murder someone? Molest furry animals? Because short of that I'm sure we can handle anything else." Hearing the blond sputter out denials, Seto grunted shortly, "Don't worry about it. Nothing the three of us can't handle together - including murder and molesting kittens." With a wicked grin, Seto closed his phone.
Yugi sighed and shook his head when Jou threw the phone across the room and started moaning something about murder and animals? What had Kaiba said? Murder? Did that mean Seto knew...? How?
"Jounouchi! Jou!" Yugi tried to get the blond's attention. When he simply continued to moan and pace, he grabbed the blond by the waist and brought him to a stop. "What did Kaiba say?"
For a second Jou seemed confused and panicked, the he whispered shakily "He said now wasn't the time, but that we could handle everything from murder to molesting kittens."
That brought Yugi up short. "Molesting Kittens? What goes through his brain?" The murder, however, was a different story. Firmly grounded in reality, Yugi shoved Jou onto his couch and plopped next to him. "Jou get over it. As much as we want to dwell on Kaiba and what we want, we've got a much bigger problem to deal with. Focus. If we get caught not even Kaiba could save us."
Jou, feeling like he'd been slapped in the face with a wet fish, drew in a sharp breath. "Oh yeah, fuck. If th' pictures didn't cause a scandal then I'm sure havin' a lover turn up with a dead body in his freezer would. We gotta stop dat from happenin' Yug."
"We just have to stick to the plan... with one change. Call Otogi an make sure he's in South Korea. If he's home we’re in trouble."
"Got it." Jou scrambled to his feet and rushed to where he'd thrown his phone. For once he was glad that Otogi had insisted on putting his number in his address book. A quick couple of key presses and the Diceman's phone was ringing.
"Jounouchi! Tell me you're calling to invite me for your 'private' party? I can be there in two hours." The black-haired CEO's voice was smarmy and rich with anticipation.
"Wha? Nah! I just..." There was a pause while Jou tried to come up with a suitable reason for calling a man he couldn't stand. Brain still grappling with stress overload, he blurted, "I just wanted ta know ya got on yer flight okay."
There was a heartbeat of silence then Otogi, clearly confused, replied, "Uh, yeah. We've just touched down at Incheon. Why?"
"Huh? Uh no reason 'cept I thought ya mighta missed yer flight is all since we held you up a little. But now that I know yer okay I'll let ya go." Jou hung up quickly.
Otogi closed his cell phone more slowly, blinking at the odd - odder than normal - behavior. Maybe he should call Honda just to make sure everything was okay. It wasn't like Jou to call out of the blue and less like him to forget that Otogi was using his private jet. Flipping his phone open, he pressed the numbers for Honda Hiroto. Maybe everything was okay with Jou, or maybe Kaiba had done something, perhaps pressured him into that little scene earlier and the phone call was Jounouchi's way of asking for help.
With visions of being Jounouchi and Yugi's white knight, he greeted Honda cordially and then told him about his concerns and reasons for them. By the time he hung up, his old friend had agreed that not only was something wrong, but that he would check up on them.
Yugi, finally having succeeded in getting Jou to focus, frowned slightly. "So you get the body out of the freezer and wrap it in heavy duty plastic trash bags. Contractor bags are best. You should go to a store across town and get a new box, and then throw that box away in a dumpster on the other side of town from where you bought them. They can trace stuff like that using those UPC barcodes. We don't want anyone to be able to track those trash bags to us. While you're getting the trash bags, I'll get the car. Open the back gate and I'll drive it right in and close the gate behind me." Satisfied with the plan, Yugi gave Jou a quick hug and dashed out the door.
Jounouchi, his brain reluctantly dealing with the burdens placed upon it, grabbed his wallet and slipped on his shoes. He'd go across town and get the trash bags. He decided against taking his own car and instead decided to take the bus. He'd go to the next prefect and buy what he needed.
In the shadows of dusk, Yugi hurried to his destination: the garage where Otogi stored his car. About a week ago, Otogi had mentioned in passing that while out of town he would be putting his car in storage, but that the garage wouldn't have space for it for a few days. The other man had been understandably upset and concerned that his car would be stolen. It just so happened that Yugi not only knew when the car would be available, but he knew that Otogi kept a 'key-keeper' magnet stuck to the underside of the body in case he ever got locked out or lost the keys to the car. It contained a door key and an ignition key.
Yugi was relieved to see that the street was nearly deserted when he arrived. He pretended to search his pockets for the car keys and look around a bit as if he might have just dropped them in case any of the few passersby saw him and became suspicious. After several minutes of ‘searching’ for the keys, he sighed and reached under the body of the car to get the spare keys. Once he was inside the car, his tension decreased markedly. Now he just had to avoid being pulled over by some overzealous cop who thought he was a kid taking his parents car for a joyride after curfew. He always hated driving at night for that one reason.
Jou transferred buses a couple of times and finally got off at a corner where there was a small convenience type store. Going in, he grabbed a package of the extra large garbage bags used for building materials waste, or lawn and garden waste. He was glad to have chosen that particular location. Only a few blocks away was another bus stop in the opposite direction for the return trip so he wouldn’t have to worry about the earlier bus drivers recognizing him.
Jou was relieved to find Yugi hadn’t returned yet when he arrived home. His little buddy didn't need to deal with handling the body. Jou was tough and it still gave him the shivers and grossed him out.
In his penthouse Seto watched the surveillance feed, waiting for Jounouchi and Yugi to return from their separate tasks. In the meantime, he made a mental list of what he’d need once his new home was finished. First thing would be a new bed. An UltraKing custom designed of course. Four poster definitely, with some interesting groves and metal work for any bondage games they'd like to play. Maybe a few areas for some attachments. He wanted to explore any kink or fetish his new lovers might have a taste for and a specially designed, custom bed would give them some options and ideas.
Second thing would definitely be a large refrigerator and freezer, perhaps in the adjoining room he'd intended as a valet's room. He clearly remembered Jounouchi’s appetite in high school and from what he saw that afternoon that appetite had hardly diminished. Besides food play could be.... fascinating. Idly, he wondered if Yugi could be convinced to become a living plate.
As for linens, he didn’t think the boys would care if the table was bare or had the finest lace linens that money could buy so long as there was food in copious quantities available to be consumed. For him the linens for the bed, however, were another matter. He would insist on the finest Egyptian cotton in the highest thread count he could find or satin weave silk of equal quality. He would also demand lots of extra plush bath towels and sheets. He made a note to approve the architect's design for a warming floor and warming towel racks. Nothing ruins the mood quite like freezing tiles on the ass.
While he’d always preferred blue sheets, Seto decided that adding a little variety to his color scheme wouldn’t be a bad idea. Yugi had indicated a preference for black and red tones when talking to Izzey and Jou had favored a more natural color palette, heavy on greens and autumn golds. Perhaps he should look into those color options for a few items.
He watched for the boys a bit longer and contemplated what colors would be nice to see his new lovers surrounded by in addition to his favored blue. Yes, Jou would look good surrounded by muted natural tones, maybe a taupe, or a pale sage green, or even a soft rose patterned throw. Yugi would definitely be better displayed on a darker background to highlight the contrasts between his fair skin color and his dramatic hair.
He was enjoying the mental image of Yugi sprawled invitingly on a blaze red comforter with a roguishly hentai look on his face while Jounouchi, a soft blush on his cheeks and his eyes cast down and away, curled up looking shy and innocent as he hid only the barest of essentials behind a thin sage sheet with pale damask watercolor roses. It was an almost perfect fantasy - to include himself wearing only a royal blue velvet robe prowling on to the scene ready to pounce and devour the delectable men in his bed. The sound of a door closing ended the dream and brought his eyes back to the video feed just as Jou hurried back into the house.
His amusement quickly died as he saw Jounouchi's pale, set face, grim expression and the almost pained way he set his shoulders before he opened the freezer to remove his father's body. Sympathy and a twinge of regret was nothing in the face of the comedy that came next though. Who knew frozen bodies swell? Of course the human body is made up of water and water swells slightly when frozen but he'd never applied that to life... or death as the case may be. In Jounouchi-the-elder's case, since he was jammed in to the freezer any way he'd fit, the swelling, as minute as it was, caused him to become wedged tightly.
Seto hadn't laughed so long and hard in... ever as he did when Jou tried pulling, tugging, yanking, even crawling in and dragging the stuck body from the freezer. The coup de gras came when, after putting all of his strength and weight behind a massive effort there was an audible 'craaack' and Jou found himself holding a frozen, severed arm... Seto literally fell off his chair and onto his ass laughing so hard at Jou's impersonation of a chicken with it's head cut off, complete with flying arms -all three- in all directions as he raced in wild circles around the kitchen table before dashing from the room, leaving the freezer wide open and the severed arm laying on the table.
Seto had barely picked himself up off the floor and wasn't even close to stifling his chuckles when Jounouchi not only managed to calm down, but stalked back into the room wearing a determined expression and carrying a length of rope. Still snickering, he watched as the blond wrapped the rope around the torso and waist of the corpse. He used the stove island as a fulcrum and leveraged the added strength to pull his father's body from the freezer.
Seto was sure Jou was glad that he wasn't in front of the freezer when the body was finally freed because it shot out with enough force to fly forward several feet before bouncing to a stop right at Jou's feet. The look on Jou's face was priceless and sent Seto into another paroxysm of laughter, although he managed to stay off the floor this time. A combination of horror, fear and little girl 'ewww' mixed on the blond's mobile features giving him an indescribably hilarious look.
Unfortunately, his laughter was cut off abruptly when his head security man knocked on the door. "Kaiba-souchou is everything all right?"
"Everything is just fine! I'll call if I need you," Seto snapped, irritated at being interrupted. They should know better than to disturb him unless he called. It never occurred to him that they had never heard him laugh like he had been and they were concerned for him.
Grumbling under his breath at stupid employees, he turned back to the monitor to watch the blond as he slipped on a pair of gloves and then opened the trash bags. Smiling proudly at the intelligence Jou was showing, Seto settled back in his chair and continued to watch, making mental notes of anything he needed to do to minimize potential fallout.
Despite his dislike of driving at night, Yugi took a circuitous route back to Jounouchi's, glad that Otogi had decided to store it with a full tank of gas. They would have to top it off with a gas can before returning it. but that was one less potential of being caught and recognized. He drove around until the late afternoon twilight became full dark. Wishing this was all over, he finally drove the car through Jou's back gate. Jou opened the door and motioned him inside.
"How’d it go?" The blond asked softly as he closed the door behind them.
"No trouble here. You?" Although he tried to keep his voice casual, it broke halfway through when he saw the plastic wrapped, duct taped, bundle that he knew to be Jounouchi's father.
"Nah not really." Jou shrugged as if everything had gone like clockwork. He wasn't going to tell Yugi about the body getting stuck in the freezer or the amputation of an arm. The less Yugi knew about that kind of stuff the better.
"Ah okay." The diminutive man swallowed hard and offered. "I'll help you load it...him... into the trunk."
"Nah you go change into your 'costume.' Be sure to wear your black clothes over it. We don't wanna be seen down there, but if we are we don't wanna be remembered. An' trust me Yugi if anyone sees ya in those shorts their gonna r'member ya." Jou forced a chuckle.
Yugi knew if he wasn't feeling practically green at the thought of the body then he'd have flushed dark red. Jounouchi was very honest and open for being a virgin. "I... are you sure you don't need my help?"
"Yeah, he might be dead weight, but I worked out a system that uses … well he stands on his own two feet again ya might say." Jou didn't want to explain that he used the body's own rigidity to balance it and drag it along so he didn't have to carry it.
Yugi gave Jou a look that mixed gratitude and apology, and darted off to change. He didn't linger over the task, thinking he could help Jou lift the body into the trunk, but found it a wasted effort. When he came back out to the kitchen, he found Jou sitting at his table scrubbing it with cleanser and a steel wool pad. "I... Do you need help or...."
"Nah just cleaning up." Jou rinsed the table, tossed the steel wool in a bucket that seemed to be overflowing with used rags and stuff, and stood up. "Let's do it Yug." Giving Yugi a seriously look, he said, “I’m drivin’. If we get pulled over or somethin’, I don’t wantcha ta get in trouble. If somethin’ happens you tell everyone - everyone - dat I borrowed Otogi’s car an’ picked you up in it. I am tellin’ ya now, I borrowed it from Otogi. It is not stolen or anythin’ and you sure as heck didn’t know about a body in th’ trunk. Th’ gods gave ya them eyes fer a reason. Use ‘em, and use yer brain. Ya don’t know nothin’ except I took ya for a ride in a car I borrowed from Otogi.” Seeing the spike-haired man about to protest, Jou shook his head vehemently. “Ya gotta promise Yug’. Promise ya will stick to that story.”
“But Jou I...” Seeing the determination in Jou’s fierce gaze, Yugi reluctantly sighed. “Fine. I... I’ll say it."