Jou Cool

In less than a minute the hall was empty of everyone except Jounouchi, Honda, Seto, Seto’s guards, and their lovers. Without saying a word they hurried to Seto’s limousine. Jounouchi didn’t waste a second as he rounded on Honda. “Ya need ta talk to yer friends. I’ll arrange for the exchange. Yer guys can be here lookin’ like Rintama.”

Honda nodded and opened his phone. When he’d been connected to his chief he put the phone on speaker. “Sir, I’m with the Leader of Rintama.”

“What? Did you blow your cover? What is…?” He sputtered to a halt when Jounouchi said softly “Stop. Yer on speaker. He blew his cover when he ordered donuts on account across from the cop shop. Look, I don’t want no trouble. I’m endin’ th’ gang and movin’ on but our suppliers are a problem. Before he died Hirutani started ta stock weapons. There are enough guns and shit ta wipe out th’ city. They know and want them. I want out. If I setup the exchange and hand it over to you I want me and every other Rintama to walk away clean.”

“That is not something I can promise.” The bureaucrat hedged.

“Then I turn them over and walk away clean anyway. I’m givin’ ya a bone Cop. Take it.”

After a few more hedges Honda sighed and snapped, “Get the commissioner in there. We’ll talk to him since you can’t seem to make a decision.”

The boss of all cops came on the line. “Hirutani?”

“Nah, Hirutani is dead. He believed he could fly. He learned he would fall.”

“So who…Jounouchi?”

“Yeah, got it in one. Here’s th’ deal.” Jounouchi outlined it for him as succinctly as possible.

“Why should I trust you? You aren’t known for your…love of the police.”

“As long as ya don’t arrange for someone ta kidnap and rape my little sister I got no problem with the cops.”

There was a pause, then, “Yes, I’d heard about that. That was…unfortunate.”

“Yeah. It sucked. So look, do we got a deal?”

“Officer Honda, do you trust him?”

Dark eyes assessed him, coldly measuring him. At last he said “Yes.”

“All right then. You have your deal. Set it up and give Hiroto the details.” The line went silent.

Jou flipped open his phone and hit the button for his quick dialer. When his contact came on he said “Ya pick them up at th’ warehouse tomorrow at four.” The phone closed with a snap. “There’s th’ details. Tomorrow at four in th’ afternoon. They will expect me ta be there. Ya just make sure none of yer cop buddies forget I’m on yer side.”

“They won’t.” Seto promised grimly, staring a lethal warning at Honda.

Silence fell as they rode towards the Iris. Yugi after a few seconds threw himself into Yami’s arms. Ryou didn’t hesitate another second and Bakura found himself cradling his little lover. Malik peeked up at his other half. When Marik opened his arms he flew home like an arrow.

Honda glanced around at the couples and sighed. With a cool glance at Otogi he warned, “I don’t date schoolboys.”

The black haired teen nodded and bit his lower lip. Tears quivered on his lashes, making the green eyes shimmer like crushed emeralds. Honda growled and looked away. He couldn’t encourage the boy’s crush. It could damage both of them emotionally and ruin him professionally. “You’re too young. Forget it.”

A choked sob and low mewl brought his gaze back to the ebony haired boy. Tears fell, painting the beautiful face in silvery streaks; the slim body quivered with reaction. It broke Honda’s heart to see the bright boy looking so hurt. He grumbled impatiently, “Come here.” and stressed “It doesn’t mean we’re involved.” Otogi nodded and Honda opened his arms offering comfort, only comfort. At least that’s what he told himself.

Otogi hid his triumph and slipped into the warm and welcoming embrace. His guy was wrapped and didn’t even know it. A surreptitious glance around saw everyone else in the car was hiding their amusement. “Thanks.” He whispered huskily, deliberately breathing it into the sensitive hallow at the base of Honda’s throat. He stifled a laugh as he felt the the tall body holding him shiver in response.

When Yugi stopped shaking Yami kissed him lightly on the forehead and tilted his face up to meet his eyes. “How did all of you come to be there Aibou?”

“I heard Honda tell Seto that Jounouchi was visiting friends in Rintama. I wanted to talk to Jounouchi and I wanted to help Seto so I called the guys and asked them to come help me talk him. Otogi brought us to the Rintama district. It’s so small I didn’t think it would be hard to find one guy. He’s distinctive with his blond hair.” Yugi explained, his words tumbling over each other in his haste. When he’d finished he cringed, waiting for the explosion. He knew the guys were going to be mad but they had only been trying to help. They hadn’t known they’d be kidnapped.

Yami closed his eyes and fought to control his temper. Yugi was too kindhearted and it led him to trouble. Yelling at him wouldn’t help and he wouldn’t change his tender lover if he could. He’d simply have to guide and protect.

Bakura didn’t bother to try to control his temper. “You what? You went into an area you don’t know to find someone who is a known gang member? The only thing more stupid would have been if you showed a picture around and asked…”

Ryou meeped and Yugi choked a gasp. Malik tried to burrow deeper into Marik. Otogi wrapped tighter around Honda and slipped his hands into the brunet’s back pockets. Marik moaned and buried his face in Malik’s hair. All of the boys held in loving arms found themselves in crushing embraces.

“Oh fuck that was stupid. Ryou swear to me you will never do something like that again.” Ryou nodded against Bakura’s chest. He decided not to object to the pleasurable pain.

“Aibou…this…you…” Yami floundered for words. His lover had been in serious danger.

Jounouchi sighed and leaned forward. “They ain’t gonna tell ya th’ rest. But I will. Ya guys need ta know it so you can train ‘em right else they’re gonna get killed or worse. They flashed th’ picture too many times and my guys got them. They brought them ta me. I…uh, that’s about th’ time I got yer call. I had ta save ‘em. But before I could get to them Yugi hugged Ryou.” He shook his head, “Well, uh, I hate ta say it but straight guys don’t uhm…hug each other like that when they’re scared. Matani picked up on it right away. The only thing I could think ta do was say they was there for Kaiba, for a deal we was workin’ on. I had ta knock th’ shit outta Matani. He wanted Yugi ta show off his cock sucking skills.”

Yami’s strange crimson eyes flared and he snarled. “Matani is dead.”

Jounouchi snarled right back. “Fuck no he ain’t. I knocked th’ shit outta him and set him straight. We need him. He was here when I was gone. There is a lotta Rintama who are loyal to him. Yer an outsider. He was punished, yer not to mess with th’ family or ya could get everyone killed.”

The dangerous flare grew and the spike-haired man leaned forward “Try it. I could waste you before your next breath.”

Jou bent and met him stare for stare. “You can try.” He reached for his knife.

Seto whipped his arm between the men. “That’s enough. Yami, Jounouchi saved Yugi. He’s a little shaken but no real damage. And what Jounouchi says about Matani and the Rintama makes sense so stop challenging him. You owe him your thanks not this attitude.”

Yami’s eyes flared defiantly for a moment before he nodded and sank back, cradling his lover. “Thanks.” He growled shortly.

“Whatevah.” Jou sat back and glared for a moment before turning to look out the window. He ignored subtle nudge on his leg. A harder nudge made him shift irritably. An even harder nudge had him spinning around, snarling only to falter and melt as a pair of wide amethyst eyes gleaming with tears pleaded for absolution. “Thank you Jounouchi.” Yugi quivered softly. “I’m sorry for all the trouble I caused.” He whispered as tears began to fall. “Forgive me?” And the little one threw himself into Jounouchi’s unsuspecting arms.

“Aw…fuck man…geeez…get offa…” He looked over at his blue-eyed lover for help. With a helpless lift of his hands Seto indicated the blond was on his own. Seto knew Yugi was sweet as taffy and twice as emotionally sticky.

Awkwardly the gang leader patted the sniveling teen. “Yeah fine, just…uh, hey don’t cry. And like…get off…” He looked over to Yami and sent a silent plea. Laughter danced in those crimson orbs for a moment before he leaned over and scooped his little love back onto his lap.

The tears disappeared like magic and Yugi's smile beamed out. "Thanks Jounouchi." Relieved and happy Yugi turned back to his lover and snuggled deep, practically purring with happiness.

Marik and Bakura chuckled and shared a glance. Ryou and Malik giggled almost manically. Golden eyes glared at them in turn. “What th’ fuck’s so funny.”

Seto, stifling his own chuckles, leaned over and gave his love a gentle kiss on the cheek whispering, “Because you just proved, without a doubt, that you are one of us. Nobody can resist Yugi’s ‘eyes of doom.’”

“You mean he played me?” His voice was low and mean. Seto chuckled and nuzzled into the side of his neck.

“No. He doesn’t even know he’s doing it. Now, tell me, what do you think of Honda and Otogi?”

Obligingly he tilted his head so Seto could nibble on his neck and see the other pair. Otogi was cling-wrapped around Honda and the cop wasn’t objecting. In fact, judging by the way he was fondling Otogi’s ass, objection was the furthest thing from his mind or any other part of his body.

Jounouchi felt an evil spark shoot through him. If he wasn’t gettin’ none that cop wasn’t either. “Yo! Cop. Come up for air. We’re almost ta the Iris and ya gettin’ outta this limo with a hard on will make some people wonder.”

Dazed, Honda lifted his head. “Wh…I don’t …ahem. I was simply comforting him.”

“Yeah right. The only reason ya ain’t fuckin’ him is because ya ain’t lowered yer zippers yet. All of us can see yer dick shoving at his ass…I got no problem with it except now ain’t th’ time.”

Otogi rounded on Jounouchi “You are so rude. If you’d have left us alone two minutes longer he wouldn’t have had a hard-on to be asked about.”

“Oh fuck. That is TMI ya damn exhibitionist fag.” Jounouchi turned away to stare out the window.

A familiar nudge on his leg made him tense. He was not going to face the ‘eyes of doom’ again. A second nudge and he growled, “Go ‘way.” A third nudge and he spun to tell Yugi to back off. Wounded blue eyes gazed at him. “You…you…changed you’re mind?”

“Wha? Wha…” He saw tears shimmer but they were quickly controlled. “Oh hell…no…Seto I ain’t changed my mind about ya it’s just…aw fuck don’t cry.” As a single tear slipped down his love’s pale cheek Jounouchi couldn’t take it. He pulled the kneeling brunet into his arms and began to kiss the tear away. When Seto resisted slightly he pulled him tighter into his arms, capturing the trembling lips in a hot kiss that promised all the passion he felt. Behind Seto’s back his tightly crossed fingers relaxed and he moved both arms to hold his blond tight.

Across the seat the entire audience shared glances and stifled giggles. Having the tenderhearted Jounouchi in their group was going to be fun. Malik and Marik were the first to alight from the limo, followed by Bakura and Ryou. Next Yami and Yugi. Honda and Otogi, with shared snickers followed and closed the door. Barely maintaining his composure, Yami took the lead. Inside the hotel he began to organize things, working with his friends and the staff Kaiba had arranged to handle the influx of Rintama that would start to arrive soon.

In the limo Jounouchi never noticed their departure. He was too involved in reassuring Seto that he hadn’t changed his mind to acknowledge anything outside his universe of himself and his ‘wounded’ lover. When he surfaced long…long minutes later he was breathing hard, his shirt was crumpled around him and his pants were shoved down his thighs. Seto was lapping at his diminishing erection and smiling like a cat that’d just swallowed a bowl of cream. Which, Jounouchi realized, he had. “Oh damn, ya played me.” In a panic he looked around, expecting to see the group staring at them. He released a breath when he realized they were gone.

The brunet licked delicately at a droplets clinging to his lips and chuckled. “It was a delicious game. I’ve needed to taste you forever.”

He wanted to be mad at his lover but he honestly couldn’t be. He felt too damn good. Kaiba sure knew how to suck dick. A slight frown creased his brow as he realized the practice that must have taken. “Who taught you to…?”

“Do you want to ask that question? Do you really want to know?” Seto’s eyes darkened slightly. “If you ask and I answer then you have to tell me about your past too. I…I’m not sure I want to know. I don’t think it matters but…”

As the countless numbers of whores, gang members and casual fucks crossed his mind Jounouchi glanced away. “No. No, I guess I don’t got th’ right ta ask about that. It ain’t like I’m a virgin or nothin’. I got no right ta be judgin’ or sayin’ anythin’.” He sat up and gently kissed the talented mouth. “I love ya no matter what so we’ll just ferget I asked okay?”

The blue eyes lightened with relief and Seto nodded. “Okay. So…uhm…are you ready for a lesson? Or is it too soon?”

“Lesson?” Jounouchi was honestly baffled. He looked up from where he was fastening his pants.

Kaiba took one of his hands and placed it on the taut zipper of his pants. “Lesson…and part of it is we share and we don’t leave our partner hurting.”

Jounouchi felt like a gong had rung over his head. “You…you…you…want me ta…ta…blow ya?” Far from being grossed his mouth watered. Oh yeah he had it bad.

“Hmmm I’ll settle for a hand job.” He released his zipper and his fully erect cock sprang free. “Touch me Jounouchi.”

Hesitantly he ran curious fingertips across the velvety head and down the hot silken shaft. It felt the same as his but different. Not as thick but longer and more silky. To the right of Seto’s slit he could see a dark brown freckle. Fascinated, his mouth watered more, practically drooling with the hunger for that little fleck of color. For some reason he was positive it would be delicious. Without a thought beyond indulging his appetite he lowered his mouth down and carefully flicked it with the tip of his tongue. Heat, sex, and Seto exploded on his taste buds. Eagerly he swirled his tongue over and around the fantastic freckle again for more then went for broke as he took the entire head into his mouth.

He barely heard Seto’s gasp. But he did feel the tight fists tugging at his hair dragging him away. “Ow, what…”

Seto’s face was dark red and his eyes narrowed and turbulent. “I’ve changed my mind. Now is not the time.”

Jounouchi blinked and stared up at his face for a moment trying to decipher the unfamiliar expression. It looked like fear. But what could possibly cause Seto to panic? “What’s wrong? You look...”

The tall brunet jerked from his touch and turned away, stuffing his semi-erect cock back into his trousers. “Nothing's wrong. I just thought about it and realized we both have too much to do to be playing like this.” Giving the confused blond a half-hearted smile he opened the door and stepped out into the sunlight.