Guard Dog: Games People Play
Was going to post three scenes this time to make up for just one last time, but alas, it's not working out. So two scenes while we poke at other stuff.
Continued from Here.
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"You're looking rather smug today, Kaiba-kun." Yuugi smiled at the business mogul as he stepped into Kaiba's office. "Did you do something naughty to someone?"
Kaiba raised an eyebrow at him, but the amused smirk that hovered at the edges of his mouth did not fade. It was both a positive sign and a slightly worrisome one as well. Kaiba rarely relaxed enough to be smug instead of angry, but at the same time, it meant that someone, somewhere was probably crying.
Yuugi was guessing it was business related, Kaiba didn't duel much anymore. Kaiba had already beaten most of the better players in the tournament circles into submission by now and Yuugi couldn't think of any tournaments around Domino City this week anyway.
"You could say that." Kaiba agreed in a very pleased way that made Yuugi think of sex. Walking sex on legs, as Jounouchi had said once. Or something like that. "Have you talked to Jounouchi recently?"
"Not for a few days." Yuugi admitted, setting the purpose of his visit down on the desk. "I just got back in town a few hours ago, I was away with 'Jiichan last night and haven't seen Jounouchi-kun for a day or two."
"Hmm." Kaiba hit a few keys on his keyboard and actually looked at him, with that intense blue-eyed stare so many found disconcerting. Yuugi had, when he was younger, but now he found it sort of comforting in a dangerous sort of way. Kaiba usually had that look when he was on the defensive, which meant he had something to protect. "Has he talked to you about any of his current plans for the future?"
"Not really." Yuugi shrugged. Jounouchi usually didn't talk much about the future, he preferred to live in the present. "Is this about the rumour of him quitting?"
"It's not a rumour." Kaiba informed him bluntly. "He did quit. His last day working for Mokuba and myself was last night."
Yuugi stared. He caught himself at it a couple of seconds later as his eyeballs informed him that they were dry and he finally blinked a few times. "What?!"
"Jounouchi is no longer working for Kaiba Corporation." Kaiba reiterated.
"WHAT?!" Hearing it a second time didn't help, it still didn't make sense. Jounouchi -loved- his job. He'd fight rabid fangirls to keep his job. And fanboys. Of course, that was part of the job, but still...
He held a hand up before Kaiba could smugly repeat it a third time. This was Kaiba. Who was his friend, but who had never quite gotten out of the habit of trying to bait him. "Who is Jounouchi-kun working for now?" Yuugi questioned, taking a mental step back and changing perspectives slightly.
Kaiba gave him an approving smirk. "Noa."
"Noa-kun." Yuugi echoed. "... Doing what?"
"The exact same damn thing he was doing under Mokuba and myself." Kaiba sat back in his chair. "Acting as Mokuba's bodyguard, chasing me down to eat and running around Kaiba Corporation causing chaos. He just reports to Noa instead as an independent contractor."
"So he quit so that he could do the exact same job under someone else." Yuugi raised an eyebrow. "Somehow, that sounds like Jounouchi-kun."
"Yes." Kaiba agreed, with that pleased smirk that reminded Yuugi of walking sex again.
... While they were talking about Jounouchi.
Jounouchi.
Kaiba.
Sex.
.... Oh...
Yuugi swallowed, fighting the sudden lump in his throat. So they had finally gotten together. Good for them, they suited each other well. Kaiba-kun needed someone to get him to relax and show him how to have fun. And Jounouchi-kun needed someone to help balance him out, give him some stability, show him how to enjoy the quiet times as well as the fighting.
... Somehow, the thoughts didn't come as easily as he thought they would. Yuugi cursed himself for his weakness even as he mustered up a smile. He'd get over the loss of his best friend eventually. After all, it didn't hurt as much to think about his Other Self as it once had.
"Congratulations." Yuugi said, resisting the urge to clutch at his chest as if it could ease the hurt there, or to grasp at the puzzle that was no longer there. Kaiba-kun was a friend now, but that didn't stop the rivalry between them. And you didn't show weakness in front of a rival. Kaiba-kun probably hadn't meant to hurt him with the news, it was just the way Kaiba-kun was, unthinkingly blunt.
Kaiba-kun looked at him with fathomless blue eyes for a moment. "Thank you." He said quietly, his words holding a great deal of gravity behind them.
Yuugi nodded back, not trusting himself to speak as the silence weighed in around them.
After a moment, Kaiba-kun cleared his throat, leaning forward in his seat. "You didn't come here to talk about that." He said, changing the subject. "What brings you here today?"
"I was hoping you wouldn't mind accepting a gift, actually." Yuugi said motioning to the bottle he'd set on the table when he'd first walked in, gratefully accepting the topic change as he set his thoughts aside for the moment. He'd cry about it later, in the privacy of his room.
Kaiba raised an eyebrow, reaching forward and picking the bottle up. "Tequila?"
"A gift from a friend of 'Jiichan's to him." Yuugi explained, clearing his throat. "I was hoping you'd keep it, as a favour to me."
Kaiba's eyebrow inched a fraction higher. "How is keeping a bottle of good Tequila a favour to you?"
"Because you'll be keeping 'Jiichan from drinking it." Yuugi said seriously. "The last time he got a bottle of good Tequila, he tried to get me into a dress because then I'd be cute and molestable."
"I see." Kaiba said with a small quirk to his lips that said he was probably picturing Yuugi all cute and molestable in a dress. Yuugi glared back. He was -not- cute! He wasn't. Really he wasn't. Seriously.
"Oh, shut up." Yuugi growled.
Kaiba snickered, leaning back in his chair again, cradling the bottle of liquor in his hands. "I know where we can get a dress for you to wear." He smirked. "Jounouchi has one in his closet."
Yuugi blushed. Oh, gods. He remembered that dress. The little purple dress had been... interesting, but he was still grateful that Jounouchi still hadn't had the opportunity to wear a flower-print bikini.
... Did Jounouchi still have the bikini too? Ack.
"There's glasses in the cupboard behind you." Kaiba directed, peeling the seal off the top of the bottle. "You look like you could use a drink and it's impolite to drink alone."
Yuugi thought about it for a moment, then nodded and went to fetch the glasses. It was the end of the workday for Kaiba, Mokuba and Jounouchi-kun would arrive soon to take the businessman home. Being gone was probably the best thing for Yuugi, but Kaiba probably wasn't going to let him go that easily, so having some sort of buffer would probably be a good idea anyway. And Kaiba was probably in a celebratory mood anyway, it couldn't hurt to kill two birds with one stone. After all, what trouble could they get into?
Kaiba had cleared off the desk by the time he returned with two crystal shot glasses. Yuugi set them down, Kaiba pouring them both a drink before setting the bottle down in the middle of the table like it was a declaration of war.
"This would be better with some salt and a lime." Kaiba mused, picking up his own glass. "Ah, well. Kampai!"
"Kampai!" Yuugi cheered as well, and drank.
And then grimaced.
By Tenenit, this stuff tasted foul...
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"-And THEN, I'm going to use every kitchen utensil I can lay my hands on to slooooooowly skin every last bit of skin from your body. And THEN, I'm gonna start on your flesh. And THEN-"
"So..." Jounouchi drawled, scratching the side of his nose as he cut Mokuba's tirade off. "Is this for if I leave again without your express permission or if I hurt your brother?"
Mokuba glared back. While he was happy that Jounouchi wasn't actually leaving, and possibly dating 'Niisama, he wasn't quite ready to forgive the blond just yet. And he was making -damn- sure Jounouchi knew it too. All afternoon.
"-Not that I'm planning on doing either one of those." Jounouchi hastily added.
"Good." Mokuba growled. "Or I really WON'T forgive you."
The blond bodyguard chuckled sheepishly as Noa made soft soothing sounds, trying to calm Mokuba's anger. They waved to Ryuu-san, who was watching them with a fond look as she finished packing up for the night before Jounouchi knocked on the door.
"Ready or not!" Jounouchi called, opening the door with a good deal more cheer than he should have. "Here we come!!!"
Mokuba almost ran into his back as Jounouchi failed to walk into the room. "Something wrong?" He asked, trying to peer over the larger man's shoulders. Noa just levitated up, his green head over Jounouchi's blond one.
"They're not here." Jounouchi sounded puzzled.
"Kaiba-sama's last meeting of the day was with Yuugi-san." Ryuu-san offered helpfully as she stepped out from behind her fortress of a desk. "They left about ten minutes ago. I think they were planning on going down to the duelling platforms."
"The duelling...." Mokuba bit off a curse. "Noa!"
"On it." Noa said calmly, drawing the outline of a rectangle in the air with a hand, a transparent screen appearing. Noa's quickly scrolled through a number of windows that rapidly popped up and closed at his graceful motions, with the grace of a wizard performing a spell. "Got it. They're down in R&D."
"The Solid System testing platform." Jounouchi finished. "Thanks, Ryuu-san!!!" He waved as he turned on his foot and dashed towards the elevator. Mokuba waved as well as she waved them on and muttered about catching the next elevator.
"Argh. I can't believe them." Mokuba muttered darkly as the elevator doors closed behind them. Noa took up his usual position, draped over Mokuba's shoulders as Mokuba inserted his key card to take the elevator off the usual routes so they could get to the Research and Development department faster. "I turn my back for one day and they're at each other's throats again."
"They have been getting along better." Noa reminded him quietly. "What do you think, Jounouchi-kun?"
"I think I'm gonna let Mokuba rip him a new one." Jounouchi said grimly, his arms cross over his chest, looking on the verge of sulking.
"Oooh?" One of Mokuba's rose as he grinned, sensing an opening to tease his bodyguard. "You and 'Niisama have plans for tonight?"
To his surprise, Jounouchi -blushed-. Not just a little blush, like he was embarrassed, but like he had gotten caught doing something he shouldn't have. Or -thinking- something he shouldn't have. "Not really." The blond muttered.
Noa exchanged a look with Mokuba. They so totally did have plans too. "Don't worry." Mokuba assured Jounouchi. "I'm sure 'Niisama will make it up to you."
Jounouchi shrugged back like he didn't care, but Mokuba knew better. He sighed, tugging on the end of his braid. So maybe he wouldn't Jounouchi -such- a hard time for leaving and coming back. 'Niisama was enough of a jerk as it was.
The elevator slowed down and opened into the corridors of the R&D department. "C'mon." Jounouchi said, leading the way by virtue of spending more time here than either Mokuba or Noa. He cut through the lockers, walking out on the playing field.
And then they all stopped. And stared. Stared LOTS.
"Is that..." Mokuba ventured hesitantly.
"A drunk tiger." Noa finished for him. "A Very Large drunk tiger. With a sake bottle. Yes."
"Actually, I was wondering about the drunkenly swaying angel." Mokuba scratched his head. It looked almost like your classic angel, long flowing blond hair, white wings... and white duster, white trousers, wide black hat, partly undone black shirt, and a mostly gone red tie.
"Ojyoshi Ippon!!" Yuugi shouted. 'One More Sake'. A card exploded as 'Niisama growled, losing 500 life points.
Mokuba stared. He'd never seen 'Niisama -sway- like that before. Or blush. He looked completely serious as he kind of rotated in a circle, glaring at Yuugi. Or off to Yuugi's left, it was kind of hard to tell. Yuugi was in much the same state, only not wobbling quite as much.
"Are they... are they DRUNK?!" Mokuba finally squeaked.
"I'd say that's a definite possibility." Jounouchi deadpanned.
Yuugi and 'Niisama noticed them. "Jou~nou~chi~!!" Yuugi waved drunkenly, leaning dangerously to one side, a broad grin on his happily blushing face. "You made it!"
"He cheats." 'Niisama informed them bluntly, rocking side to side like he was on a rolling ship. "He keeps making cards up."
"I do not." Yuugi said stubbornly, his lower lip coming out in what would have been a terribly cute pout if he hadn't been so totally sloshed. "There's nothing in the rules against it, so long as you got the cards."
"Okay." Jounouchi said, clapping his hands together and rubbing them nervously. "Here's what we're going to do. Mokuba, Noa, I'm going to send you on ahead with one of the guards and I'll get these two home."
"We could help." Noa suggested eagerly.
"No, you'd record this for posterity and blackmail purposes." Jounouchi said with such a cheerful innocent tone that it took a minute to catch the cynicism underneath. "I'll take care of 'em. Got plenty of experience handlin' drunks."
"But-" Mokuba protested, only to be stopped by Jounouchi's hand on his head as the blond crouched slightly so they were eye level.
"Please." Jounouchi said seriously. Mokuba belatedly remembered what he knew of Jounouchi's home life before he had moved out on his own. Jounouchi's father had been an alcoholic, a somewhat violent one at that from what Mokuba hadn't supposed to hear.
"Okay." He agreed slowly, recognising the blond's way of trying to protect them. 'Niisama didn't like to be out of control, so he always avoided drinking. Or at least while Mokuba was around, so didn't know how 'Niisama reacted while drunk. If he was happy, or melancholy, or what. "But if you need help, call us first, all right?"
Jounouchi nodded, standing up straight again. "Promise." He agreed, patting Mokuba on the head before letting his hand drop.
"Good." Mokuba said fiercely. And he was going to hold Jounouchi to that one too. The blond had BETTER call them if he ran into trouble or it was going to be Jounouchi's head instead of 'Niisama's.
"Yuugi!" Jounouchi called, waving to the duellists. "Kaiba! I'll be right back, don't go anywhere, okay? Stay right here."
"Okay, Jou~nou~chi-kuuuun." Yuugi sang, swaying the other way and nearly dropping a few of his cards. 'Niisama grunted, giving them a curt nod before declaring it was his turn. Jounouchi briefly rubbed the bridge of his nose as 'Niisama placed one of his business cards in defence mode.
"Right. Let's get you two home." Jounouchi muttered, shepherding them back towards the elevator.
"Well, look at the bright side, Jounouchi-san." Noa said helpfully. "At least they haven't started switching clothing."
There was a noise from behind them that made them all pause. One that sounded suspiciously like the removal of several buckles and the rustle of cloth against skin.
"Don't tell me. They're doing something weird again." Jounouchi groaned. "I'm not looking, I'm not looking, lalala..."
Mokuba and Noa looked instead, leaning around the blond. Yuugi almost drowned in 'Niisama's turtleneck and duster while Yuugi's sleeveless shirt was almost a man-bra on 'Niisama's broad frame. Both of them had the determined look of the very very drunk trying to appear sober as they looked at their cards.
Noa materialised a camera in his hand and took a picture. When Jounouchi didn't stop him, he took a few more.
"I want copies." Mokuba whispered before Jounouchi dragged them back out.
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The drunk cards are canon as of the Yu-Gi-Oh! GX anime, by the way.
Next Chapter in Progress... ~_~
Icka!: So Yuugi and Jounouchi relationship-wise, okay. Seto and Jounouchi, okay. But what about Yuugi and Seto?
Seto: Anything he can fuck, I can fuck better.
Icka!: *facepalm*
Ysabet: That's one situation where having three Blue Eyes White Dragons is not going to be helpful. Or three God cards.
Ysabet: ... For which Jounouchi should probably be very grateful.
Jounouchi: Isn't anyone going to ask me if I'm in the mood-?
From the background: No.
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"You're looking rather smug today, Kaiba-kun." Yuugi smiled at the business mogul as he stepped into Kaiba's office. "Did you do something naughty to someone?"
Kaiba raised an eyebrow at him, but the amused smirk that hovered at the edges of his mouth did not fade. It was both a positive sign and a slightly worrisome one as well. Kaiba rarely relaxed enough to be smug instead of angry, but at the same time, it meant that someone, somewhere was probably crying.
Yuugi was guessing it was business related, Kaiba didn't duel much anymore. Kaiba had already beaten most of the better players in the tournament circles into submission by now and Yuugi couldn't think of any tournaments around Domino City this week anyway.
"You could say that." Kaiba agreed in a very pleased way that made Yuugi think of sex. Walking sex on legs, as Jounouchi had said once. Or something like that. "Have you talked to Jounouchi recently?"
"Not for a few days." Yuugi admitted, setting the purpose of his visit down on the desk. "I just got back in town a few hours ago, I was away with 'Jiichan last night and haven't seen Jounouchi-kun for a day or two."
"Hmm." Kaiba hit a few keys on his keyboard and actually looked at him, with that intense blue-eyed stare so many found disconcerting. Yuugi had, when he was younger, but now he found it sort of comforting in a dangerous sort of way. Kaiba usually had that look when he was on the defensive, which meant he had something to protect. "Has he talked to you about any of his current plans for the future?"
"Not really." Yuugi shrugged. Jounouchi usually didn't talk much about the future, he preferred to live in the present. "Is this about the rumour of him quitting?"
"It's not a rumour." Kaiba informed him bluntly. "He did quit. His last day working for Mokuba and myself was last night."
Yuugi stared. He caught himself at it a couple of seconds later as his eyeballs informed him that they were dry and he finally blinked a few times. "What?!"
"Jounouchi is no longer working for Kaiba Corporation." Kaiba reiterated.
"WHAT?!" Hearing it a second time didn't help, it still didn't make sense. Jounouchi -loved- his job. He'd fight rabid fangirls to keep his job. And fanboys. Of course, that was part of the job, but still...
He held a hand up before Kaiba could smugly repeat it a third time. This was Kaiba. Who was his friend, but who had never quite gotten out of the habit of trying to bait him. "Who is Jounouchi-kun working for now?" Yuugi questioned, taking a mental step back and changing perspectives slightly.
Kaiba gave him an approving smirk. "Noa."
"Noa-kun." Yuugi echoed. "... Doing what?"
"The exact same damn thing he was doing under Mokuba and myself." Kaiba sat back in his chair. "Acting as Mokuba's bodyguard, chasing me down to eat and running around Kaiba Corporation causing chaos. He just reports to Noa instead as an independent contractor."
"So he quit so that he could do the exact same job under someone else." Yuugi raised an eyebrow. "Somehow, that sounds like Jounouchi-kun."
"Yes." Kaiba agreed, with that pleased smirk that reminded Yuugi of walking sex again.
... While they were talking about Jounouchi.
Jounouchi.
Kaiba.
Sex.
.... Oh...
Yuugi swallowed, fighting the sudden lump in his throat. So they had finally gotten together. Good for them, they suited each other well. Kaiba-kun needed someone to get him to relax and show him how to have fun. And Jounouchi-kun needed someone to help balance him out, give him some stability, show him how to enjoy the quiet times as well as the fighting.
... Somehow, the thoughts didn't come as easily as he thought they would. Yuugi cursed himself for his weakness even as he mustered up a smile. He'd get over the loss of his best friend eventually. After all, it didn't hurt as much to think about his Other Self as it once had.
"Congratulations." Yuugi said, resisting the urge to clutch at his chest as if it could ease the hurt there, or to grasp at the puzzle that was no longer there. Kaiba-kun was a friend now, but that didn't stop the rivalry between them. And you didn't show weakness in front of a rival. Kaiba-kun probably hadn't meant to hurt him with the news, it was just the way Kaiba-kun was, unthinkingly blunt.
Kaiba-kun looked at him with fathomless blue eyes for a moment. "Thank you." He said quietly, his words holding a great deal of gravity behind them.
Yuugi nodded back, not trusting himself to speak as the silence weighed in around them.
After a moment, Kaiba-kun cleared his throat, leaning forward in his seat. "You didn't come here to talk about that." He said, changing the subject. "What brings you here today?"
"I was hoping you wouldn't mind accepting a gift, actually." Yuugi said motioning to the bottle he'd set on the table when he'd first walked in, gratefully accepting the topic change as he set his thoughts aside for the moment. He'd cry about it later, in the privacy of his room.
Kaiba raised an eyebrow, reaching forward and picking the bottle up. "Tequila?"
"A gift from a friend of 'Jiichan's to him." Yuugi explained, clearing his throat. "I was hoping you'd keep it, as a favour to me."
Kaiba's eyebrow inched a fraction higher. "How is keeping a bottle of good Tequila a favour to you?"
"Because you'll be keeping 'Jiichan from drinking it." Yuugi said seriously. "The last time he got a bottle of good Tequila, he tried to get me into a dress because then I'd be cute and molestable."
"I see." Kaiba said with a small quirk to his lips that said he was probably picturing Yuugi all cute and molestable in a dress. Yuugi glared back. He was -not- cute! He wasn't. Really he wasn't. Seriously.
"Oh, shut up." Yuugi growled.
Kaiba snickered, leaning back in his chair again, cradling the bottle of liquor in his hands. "I know where we can get a dress for you to wear." He smirked. "Jounouchi has one in his closet."
Yuugi blushed. Oh, gods. He remembered that dress. The little purple dress had been... interesting, but he was still grateful that Jounouchi still hadn't had the opportunity to wear a flower-print bikini.
... Did Jounouchi still have the bikini too? Ack.
"There's glasses in the cupboard behind you." Kaiba directed, peeling the seal off the top of the bottle. "You look like you could use a drink and it's impolite to drink alone."
Yuugi thought about it for a moment, then nodded and went to fetch the glasses. It was the end of the workday for Kaiba, Mokuba and Jounouchi-kun would arrive soon to take the businessman home. Being gone was probably the best thing for Yuugi, but Kaiba probably wasn't going to let him go that easily, so having some sort of buffer would probably be a good idea anyway. And Kaiba was probably in a celebratory mood anyway, it couldn't hurt to kill two birds with one stone. After all, what trouble could they get into?
Kaiba had cleared off the desk by the time he returned with two crystal shot glasses. Yuugi set them down, Kaiba pouring them both a drink before setting the bottle down in the middle of the table like it was a declaration of war.
"This would be better with some salt and a lime." Kaiba mused, picking up his own glass. "Ah, well. Kampai!"
"Kampai!" Yuugi cheered as well, and drank.
And then grimaced.
By Tenenit, this stuff tasted foul...
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"-And THEN, I'm going to use every kitchen utensil I can lay my hands on to slooooooowly skin every last bit of skin from your body. And THEN, I'm gonna start on your flesh. And THEN-"
"So..." Jounouchi drawled, scratching the side of his nose as he cut Mokuba's tirade off. "Is this for if I leave again without your express permission or if I hurt your brother?"
Mokuba glared back. While he was happy that Jounouchi wasn't actually leaving, and possibly dating 'Niisama, he wasn't quite ready to forgive the blond just yet. And he was making -damn- sure Jounouchi knew it too. All afternoon.
"-Not that I'm planning on doing either one of those." Jounouchi hastily added.
"Good." Mokuba growled. "Or I really WON'T forgive you."
The blond bodyguard chuckled sheepishly as Noa made soft soothing sounds, trying to calm Mokuba's anger. They waved to Ryuu-san, who was watching them with a fond look as she finished packing up for the night before Jounouchi knocked on the door.
"Ready or not!" Jounouchi called, opening the door with a good deal more cheer than he should have. "Here we come!!!"
Mokuba almost ran into his back as Jounouchi failed to walk into the room. "Something wrong?" He asked, trying to peer over the larger man's shoulders. Noa just levitated up, his green head over Jounouchi's blond one.
"They're not here." Jounouchi sounded puzzled.
"Kaiba-sama's last meeting of the day was with Yuugi-san." Ryuu-san offered helpfully as she stepped out from behind her fortress of a desk. "They left about ten minutes ago. I think they were planning on going down to the duelling platforms."
"The duelling...." Mokuba bit off a curse. "Noa!"
"On it." Noa said calmly, drawing the outline of a rectangle in the air with a hand, a transparent screen appearing. Noa's quickly scrolled through a number of windows that rapidly popped up and closed at his graceful motions, with the grace of a wizard performing a spell. "Got it. They're down in R&D."
"The Solid System testing platform." Jounouchi finished. "Thanks, Ryuu-san!!!" He waved as he turned on his foot and dashed towards the elevator. Mokuba waved as well as she waved them on and muttered about catching the next elevator.
"Argh. I can't believe them." Mokuba muttered darkly as the elevator doors closed behind them. Noa took up his usual position, draped over Mokuba's shoulders as Mokuba inserted his key card to take the elevator off the usual routes so they could get to the Research and Development department faster. "I turn my back for one day and they're at each other's throats again."
"They have been getting along better." Noa reminded him quietly. "What do you think, Jounouchi-kun?"
"I think I'm gonna let Mokuba rip him a new one." Jounouchi said grimly, his arms cross over his chest, looking on the verge of sulking.
"Oooh?" One of Mokuba's rose as he grinned, sensing an opening to tease his bodyguard. "You and 'Niisama have plans for tonight?"
To his surprise, Jounouchi -blushed-. Not just a little blush, like he was embarrassed, but like he had gotten caught doing something he shouldn't have. Or -thinking- something he shouldn't have. "Not really." The blond muttered.
Noa exchanged a look with Mokuba. They so totally did have plans too. "Don't worry." Mokuba assured Jounouchi. "I'm sure 'Niisama will make it up to you."
Jounouchi shrugged back like he didn't care, but Mokuba knew better. He sighed, tugging on the end of his braid. So maybe he wouldn't Jounouchi -such- a hard time for leaving and coming back. 'Niisama was enough of a jerk as it was.
The elevator slowed down and opened into the corridors of the R&D department. "C'mon." Jounouchi said, leading the way by virtue of spending more time here than either Mokuba or Noa. He cut through the lockers, walking out on the playing field.
And then they all stopped. And stared. Stared LOTS.
"Is that..." Mokuba ventured hesitantly.
"A drunk tiger." Noa finished for him. "A Very Large drunk tiger. With a sake bottle. Yes."
"Actually, I was wondering about the drunkenly swaying angel." Mokuba scratched his head. It looked almost like your classic angel, long flowing blond hair, white wings... and white duster, white trousers, wide black hat, partly undone black shirt, and a mostly gone red tie.
"Ojyoshi Ippon!!" Yuugi shouted. 'One More Sake'. A card exploded as 'Niisama growled, losing 500 life points.
Mokuba stared. He'd never seen 'Niisama -sway- like that before. Or blush. He looked completely serious as he kind of rotated in a circle, glaring at Yuugi. Or off to Yuugi's left, it was kind of hard to tell. Yuugi was in much the same state, only not wobbling quite as much.
"Are they... are they DRUNK?!" Mokuba finally squeaked.
"I'd say that's a definite possibility." Jounouchi deadpanned.
Yuugi and 'Niisama noticed them. "Jou~nou~chi~!!" Yuugi waved drunkenly, leaning dangerously to one side, a broad grin on his happily blushing face. "You made it!"
"He cheats." 'Niisama informed them bluntly, rocking side to side like he was on a rolling ship. "He keeps making cards up."
"I do not." Yuugi said stubbornly, his lower lip coming out in what would have been a terribly cute pout if he hadn't been so totally sloshed. "There's nothing in the rules against it, so long as you got the cards."
"Okay." Jounouchi said, clapping his hands together and rubbing them nervously. "Here's what we're going to do. Mokuba, Noa, I'm going to send you on ahead with one of the guards and I'll get these two home."
"We could help." Noa suggested eagerly.
"No, you'd record this for posterity and blackmail purposes." Jounouchi said with such a cheerful innocent tone that it took a minute to catch the cynicism underneath. "I'll take care of 'em. Got plenty of experience handlin' drunks."
"But-" Mokuba protested, only to be stopped by Jounouchi's hand on his head as the blond crouched slightly so they were eye level.
"Please." Jounouchi said seriously. Mokuba belatedly remembered what he knew of Jounouchi's home life before he had moved out on his own. Jounouchi's father had been an alcoholic, a somewhat violent one at that from what Mokuba hadn't supposed to hear.
"Okay." He agreed slowly, recognising the blond's way of trying to protect them. 'Niisama didn't like to be out of control, so he always avoided drinking. Or at least while Mokuba was around, so didn't know how 'Niisama reacted while drunk. If he was happy, or melancholy, or what. "But if you need help, call us first, all right?"
Jounouchi nodded, standing up straight again. "Promise." He agreed, patting Mokuba on the head before letting his hand drop.
"Good." Mokuba said fiercely. And he was going to hold Jounouchi to that one too. The blond had BETTER call them if he ran into trouble or it was going to be Jounouchi's head instead of 'Niisama's.
"Yuugi!" Jounouchi called, waving to the duellists. "Kaiba! I'll be right back, don't go anywhere, okay? Stay right here."
"Okay, Jou~nou~chi-kuuuun." Yuugi sang, swaying the other way and nearly dropping a few of his cards. 'Niisama grunted, giving them a curt nod before declaring it was his turn. Jounouchi briefly rubbed the bridge of his nose as 'Niisama placed one of his business cards in defence mode.
"Right. Let's get you two home." Jounouchi muttered, shepherding them back towards the elevator.
"Well, look at the bright side, Jounouchi-san." Noa said helpfully. "At least they haven't started switching clothing."
There was a noise from behind them that made them all pause. One that sounded suspiciously like the removal of several buckles and the rustle of cloth against skin.
"Don't tell me. They're doing something weird again." Jounouchi groaned. "I'm not looking, I'm not looking, lalala..."
Mokuba and Noa looked instead, leaning around the blond. Yuugi almost drowned in 'Niisama's turtleneck and duster while Yuugi's sleeveless shirt was almost a man-bra on 'Niisama's broad frame. Both of them had the determined look of the very very drunk trying to appear sober as they looked at their cards.
Noa materialised a camera in his hand and took a picture. When Jounouchi didn't stop him, he took a few more.
"I want copies." Mokuba whispered before Jounouchi dragged them back out.
+++ To be Continued +++
The drunk cards are canon as of the Yu-Gi-Oh! GX anime, by the way.
Next Chapter in Progress... ~_~
Icka!: So Yuugi and Jounouchi relationship-wise, okay. Seto and Jounouchi, okay. But what about Yuugi and Seto?
Seto: Anything he can fuck, I can fuck better.
Icka!: *facepalm*
Ysabet: That's one situation where having three Blue Eyes White Dragons is not going to be helpful. Or three God cards.
Ysabet: ... For which Jounouchi should probably be very grateful.
Jounouchi: Isn't anyone going to ask me if I'm in the mood-?
From the background: No.