What Can Never be Forgotten or Forgiven
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
Views:
7,770
Reviews:
44
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Fifth Sin
Title: What Can Never be Forgotten or Forgiven 5/?
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Pairing: Jou x Seto
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Yugi-Oh. It's almost as depressing as this fic.
Summary: Kaiba Seto has a good reason for hating Jounouchi Katsuya. But it's not until recent that Katsuya learns the past has a vicious bite when teaching you a lesson. "Sometimes, doing nothing at all is also a sin."
***Fifth Sin***
“Guys, you won’t believe what da fuck happened after I got off for breakfast.” Jounouchi is using the company phone Kaiba’s crimson-haired secretary thrusted into his hands when they arrived on the top floor. He was left with the words ‘Stay busy and out of my hair’ from the brunet before he was shoved into an empty break room. At the moment, he’s leaning back in a comfortable chair with a bag of baked potato chips and a diet soda from the vending machines.
“Well don’t keep us in suspense,” Mazaki says over the speaker phone after a moment of silence.
“Okay, get this. Moneybags was totally zoned out, right? So I thought I’d give him a quick shake on the shoulder. He so freaked out on me.”
“What do you mean, Jounouchi-kun?” Jounouchi can hear the frown in Yugi’s voice. It makes the blond clench his jaw at hearing the concern in his friend’s tone.
“I mean he’s screwy in da head! He acted like I punched him or something!”
Honda’s snort is loud and clear over the phone. “We’ve been known that, man. The only person who tolerates him at school is Yugi here.”
“He’s not that bad, guys!”
“He is too!” Jounouchi protests back. “I’m serious, Yug, something is wrong with that guy. He gives me the creeps.” A shiver runs up the blonde’s spine as he recalls the look in Kaiba’s eyes before their car ride. He thought the other teen was going to tear him apart like an enraged lion. “I dunno what his deal is, but he has some major issues, man.”
“That’s the point of your punishment, Jounouchi,” Mazaki points out. “You’re supposed to learn about each other so maybe you can learn to be civil.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
“At least try, Jounouchi-kun,” Yugi pipes in before Honda cuts him off.
“Give him a break, you two! Kaiba isn’t the easiest guy to get along with!”
Jounouchi prattles on with his friends a while longer before Mazaki and Honda have to excuse themselves. “Don’t forget to do all of your homework,” Mazaki shouts as she walks away from the speaker.
“And don’t burn anything down without me!” adds Honda.
“Got it, buddy!”
“You two,” Yugi chuckles. “See you later, Anzu-chan, Honda-kun.”
That leaves only Yugi since it’s the petite boy’s phone. “Hey, Yugi.”
“Yeah, Jounouchi-kun?” There’s the sound of clicking as Yugi switches from the speaker phone back to the handset. The blond gnaws his bottom lip, thinking over how to ask what’s been bugging him for the longest time now. “Jounouchi-kun? Are you still there?”
“Ah, yeah, I’m here. Yug, don’t take this the wrong way or nothin’, but what do ya see in Kaiba?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean why don’t you hate him like everyone else?”
The line is silent for several heartbeats. Jounouchi tightens his grip over the phone. “Yug?”
“I guess... I guess I understand him in a way.”
“What? What’s that suppose to mean?”
“I can’t really explain it. But... I like Seto-kun for being Seto-kun.”
If anything, Jounouchi feels more confused now than he did before he asked. “Damn it, Yugi.” The frustration is plain in his tone.
“I’m sorry, Jounouchi-kun. I really can’t explain it.”
“Can’t or won’t?” he growls. Jounouchi curses when the line falls silent again. “Damn it, Yug.” It’s rude, but he hangs up. Yugi will forgive him, he always does.
“Shit, I don’t deserve you. And that prick, that asshole definitely don’t deserve you.” He drops the cell to the table and runs his hands through his messy mop of hair as he slumps over in his chair. “That ice cube doesn’t deserve your warmth.” That shiver skitters down his back. “Not with eyes like that.”
Author: Kleptomaniac Can Opener
Pairing: Jou x Seto
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: I don't own anything Yugi-Oh. It's almost as depressing as this fic.
Summary: Kaiba Seto has a good reason for hating Jounouchi Katsuya. But it's not until recent that Katsuya learns the past has a vicious bite when teaching you a lesson. "Sometimes, doing nothing at all is also a sin."
***Fifth Sin***
“Guys, you won’t believe what da fuck happened after I got off for breakfast.” Jounouchi is using the company phone Kaiba’s crimson-haired secretary thrusted into his hands when they arrived on the top floor. He was left with the words ‘Stay busy and out of my hair’ from the brunet before he was shoved into an empty break room. At the moment, he’s leaning back in a comfortable chair with a bag of baked potato chips and a diet soda from the vending machines.
“Well don’t keep us in suspense,” Mazaki says over the speaker phone after a moment of silence.
“Okay, get this. Moneybags was totally zoned out, right? So I thought I’d give him a quick shake on the shoulder. He so freaked out on me.”
“What do you mean, Jounouchi-kun?” Jounouchi can hear the frown in Yugi’s voice. It makes the blond clench his jaw at hearing the concern in his friend’s tone.
“I mean he’s screwy in da head! He acted like I punched him or something!”
Honda’s snort is loud and clear over the phone. “We’ve been known that, man. The only person who tolerates him at school is Yugi here.”
“He’s not that bad, guys!”
“He is too!” Jounouchi protests back. “I’m serious, Yug, something is wrong with that guy. He gives me the creeps.” A shiver runs up the blonde’s spine as he recalls the look in Kaiba’s eyes before their car ride. He thought the other teen was going to tear him apart like an enraged lion. “I dunno what his deal is, but he has some major issues, man.”
“That’s the point of your punishment, Jounouchi,” Mazaki points out. “You’re supposed to learn about each other so maybe you can learn to be civil.”
“Yeah, yeah, whatever.”
“At least try, Jounouchi-kun,” Yugi pipes in before Honda cuts him off.
“Give him a break, you two! Kaiba isn’t the easiest guy to get along with!”
Jounouchi prattles on with his friends a while longer before Mazaki and Honda have to excuse themselves. “Don’t forget to do all of your homework,” Mazaki shouts as she walks away from the speaker.
“And don’t burn anything down without me!” adds Honda.
“Got it, buddy!”
“You two,” Yugi chuckles. “See you later, Anzu-chan, Honda-kun.”
That leaves only Yugi since it’s the petite boy’s phone. “Hey, Yugi.”
“Yeah, Jounouchi-kun?” There’s the sound of clicking as Yugi switches from the speaker phone back to the handset. The blond gnaws his bottom lip, thinking over how to ask what’s been bugging him for the longest time now. “Jounouchi-kun? Are you still there?”
“Ah, yeah, I’m here. Yug, don’t take this the wrong way or nothin’, but what do ya see in Kaiba?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean why don’t you hate him like everyone else?”
The line is silent for several heartbeats. Jounouchi tightens his grip over the phone. “Yug?”
“I guess... I guess I understand him in a way.”
“What? What’s that suppose to mean?”
“I can’t really explain it. But... I like Seto-kun for being Seto-kun.”
If anything, Jounouchi feels more confused now than he did before he asked. “Damn it, Yugi.” The frustration is plain in his tone.
“I’m sorry, Jounouchi-kun. I really can’t explain it.”
“Can’t or won’t?” he growls. Jounouchi curses when the line falls silent again. “Damn it, Yug.” It’s rude, but he hangs up. Yugi will forgive him, he always does.
“Shit, I don’t deserve you. And that prick, that asshole definitely don’t deserve you.” He drops the cell to the table and runs his hands through his messy mop of hair as he slumps over in his chair. “That ice cube doesn’t deserve your warmth.” That shiver skitters down his back. “Not with eyes like that.”