Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Kaiba Fried Corp ❯ Kaiba Fried Corp ( Chapter 1 )

Title: Kaiba Fried Corp.!

Author: Ballroom Blitz

Rating: R - NC-17

Pairing(s): My socks? J/K, Seto and Jou

Original Characters:

Type: yaoi,

Status: one-shot, Multi-part, Series, Arc?? Good question!!

Spoilers: Just my rantings, that'd spoil anything

Disclaimer: Look I sto.... err Borrowed them. When I get finished tort....... errr borrowing them u may have back.

Summary: Joey and Tristan's Prank gets them Caught by Kaiba. And Kaiba's taking payment from Joey.

Kaiba Fried Corp.!

"Dude let me have drink!" Came the blonde's frantic whisper to his friend as he snatched the square bottle from the other boy. A Bottle that was filled with purple liquid, quickly diminishing as the boys made way towards their destination. "Eww, did you have to get this flavor?"

"Hey I was in a hurry, I didn't want to be caught. Theft of alcoholic beverages carries quite the fine you know." The brunette replied as they snuck around in the shadows, both a little tipsy from the drinks they had. They had already finished the blue drink off and were working on their second bottle. "Good thing Yugi doesn't know about this."

"He would never approve anyways. But hey we enjoy it right!" Joey got a little loud and Tristan shushed him, the both of them tumbling into some nearby bushes as the brunette attempted to cover the blonde's mouth. "Get off me ya fruit!"

"Then shut that trap of yours!" Tristan returned as they continued on their way, more or less quietly. He smiled as they approached their first target. He made crackling sounds and muffled his voice with his hands as he spoke. "Command, we have reach our first objective. Operation Fried now commencing, Command. Over."

"This is Mad Dawg. We're closing in to our target." Joey returned in the same manner as he shook up a can of paint. He started spraying the KC logo with an `F' between the two letters. The both of them giggled when Joey had finished. `KFC' was now Kaiba's New Logo. It wouldn't take much too have it removed, but they didn't care. It would be something to get on his nerves. "Target one has been destroyed. Target two?"

"We're on it Command!" Tristan whispered excitedly. They snuck past the guard easily enough, barely having to contain themselves. They ran across the crisp clean-cut grass and past perfectly tended trees and shrubs. They hid behind the greenery when a guard came by. Their next objective required silence and stealth. Which neither of the inebriated teens could accomplish at the moment, as they couldn't stop grinning and giggling drunkenly. But they did surprisingly well as they approached the main building, even luckier since there were no guards in sight.

"This is it my comrade." Joey turned his somber, but drunken, face to his friend. "Now it's do and Die."

"Mmm, Chicken. I'm hungry with all this KFC stuff." Joey looked at his friend then started trying not to laugh. Tristan grinned, so proud of himself. They split up, each one after their own Kaiba Corp Logo that was on either side of the door. They were quick about it, no messing around, but with really big grins. They were just finishing up when shouting caught them off guard.

"Hey you brats! Freeze!" A guard shouted. Joey and Tristan took off like bolts of lightning. The both of them had guards on their tails as they high tailed it out of there across the lawn. Joey tripped, going down and shouting for Tristan to run even as the brunette slowed down. Joey attempted to get back up as quickly as possible, but his equilibrium was way off. He was barely on his feet when he was tackled by one of the burly guards, thrown to the ground again, except this time with a heavy weight on his back.

"Get off me!" Joey yelled out as he attempted to fight the muscle off. That only got him a fist to the face and gut, then a boot to the ribs. The blonde hoodlum curled up in a little ball with a moan of pain as a few more blows rained down on him. Then it all stopped and he looked up, the guards where listening on their earpieces even as they watched Joey watching them. If it didn't feel like he had broken something, which he probably didn't (Though it felt that way.), he would have been running.

"Yes Mister Kaiba sir." The first guard, the one that had tackled him said in a curt voice. He looked at Joey and smiled. "The boss wants to see you."

"Oh boy." Joey groaned as he was lifted roughly from the ground and forced to follow. He stumbled trying to keep up with the man who was dragging him along. He snickered as he approached the doors, the KFC signs on either side. He stopped laughing though when a fist connected with his jaw and he became acquainted with the uncaring and cold cement.

"Now you're not laughing punk." The guard hauled him back up and dragged him through the huge double doors. Joey shook his aching head, trying to rid himself of his daze from when he hit the cement. The place was enormous and he was dragged across the elaborate marble main floors towards an elevator. An elevator waiting on him with two more of the muscle-bound mammoths called guards that did not look too happy.

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"Shit!" Tristan exclaimed as he almost tripped again. He had left Joey behind to fend for himself. He felt horrible, but those were the rules. `If you get caught you're on your own.' It was their way. But of course that meant he had no back up. And he really needed it as he ran into at least eight more armed guards, all of them pointing at him with pistols.

"We already have your friend! Surrender now and we'll go easy on you!" One of the men yelled out as he approached the brunette. Tristan cursed again and dropped his pack, raising his hands in the air. He was apprehended and they took him to the main building, the one Tristan and Joey had just finished remodeling. He smirked as he gazed at their handy work. Joey's was more gangster style than his was, as he didn't have that much practice as the blonde did. "Obviously we don't find it as amusing as you do."

"Of course not." Tristan said as he was led inside and over to a waiting elevator. They dragged him in and pressed a button for one of the floors. It was quiet ride, so Tristan started humming something from the Presidents of the United States. Mumbling the words as he heard the beat in his head. He so needed to get his guitar out of hawk.

When they stopped he was lead out and into a room. It looked like a room the police used to interrogate suspects. He took a seat and gazed around. After an eternity of this he walked over to what he assumed to be a one-way mirror window and made himself comfortable examining his teeth and making faces. His tongue was a purple blue. No more MD 20/20 for him.

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"Stop shoving, I'm already walking!" Joey growled at the guard who shoved him again in the direction of a set of oaken double doors. On the top floor. On the top floor of the Kaiba Corp building. He could guess what was behind those doors. Well he was ready for anything. `Bring it on Seto Kaiba, whatever you can dish out! I can take it!' He thought to his self, steeling himself for whatever was to come.

The doors opened and he was lead in to a huge room, with a secretary's desk to one side of another set of gargantuan doors. These were opened and he was lead (shoved) into Kaiba's office as the dark haired teen typed away. In fact he was shoved hard enough as they approached his desk that he was more or less thrown to the floor. Kaiba looked up with a frown as Joey grumbled. "That wasn't necessary. I know you worship me mutt, but that's no reason to bow before me. The rest of you get out."

Joey just growled at Kaiba as one of the guards was going to protest. One glare from Kaiba sent all the guards out the door in a hurry. Joey just opted for glaring. Kaiba returned the glare full force but Joey didn't relent. Kaiba sighed with a frown. "What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Hunh?" Joey was thoroughly confused at the question and his face screwed up in bewilderment.

"You vandalized my office building in three places. I don't find it amusing Chihuahua." Kaiba growled when Joey started grinning. He continued as he stood up walking around the desk, his eyes flashing ice. "I could have you arrested. Put this on your permanent records. Not to mention the large sum of money for damages and wasting precious time to clean up your little joke." He finished leaning against the desk with a smirk as Joey stopped grinning to glare at him again.

"And your point?" Joey asked, not really caring either which way. He was going to play it cool. Kaiba wasn't about to get to him.

"I can also do the same to your friend." Kaiba spun his monitor to face Joey, which showed a corner view of a barren room than had only a table and two chairs, one chair being graced by Tristan.

"Then what's stopping you?" Joey asked with a growl. Damn! They had caught Tristan. This was not good. Tristan's Mom worked for this Bastard.

"I believe we could come to an agreement. I know dogs like you have no desire to end up in the pound." He smirked when Joey growled at his comment. "And I'm also assuming you don't want to get involved with the police. You already have a record from your days prior to our first meeting. You don't need any more trouble. In fact the judge did state that if you were seen in his court again he would be sending you to a juvenile detention center."

"Yeah. . . ." Joey trailed off, his voice soft. Now he was scared, but he wouldn't admit it. Being locked up was the last thing he wanted. "So what's stopping you? I'm sure you would be happy to do that. But leave Tristan out of it! This was my idea!"

"What would you do to insure Tristan's," - He sneered the other teens' name, - "name being cleared in this? It's not like you have anything I could want."

Joey stayed silent, he knew the truth of Kaiba's words. He didn't have anything the other teen could want. Except maybe friends, but now he couldn't push his luck, Tristan was involved in this debate. He would give anything to be able to slug Kaiba, knock that smirk right off his face. He clenched his fist, but held himself in check, showing a great amount of restraint where as before he would have gone off the deep end. "Then what's the point of this?"

"I was getting to that." Kaiba stated smoothly as he pushed away from the desk. He didn't speak as he approached Joey, his face holding contempt for the blond before him. He started walking around Joey as he spoke, choosing his words with grace, like a diplomat about to get what he wanted. Kaiba was holding a good hand of cards. "You see you may not have anything I want, but something I desire. I have desired it since I first laid my eyes on it."

"And what would that be? Because I won't hand over my red eyes to you!" Joey said as Kaiba came to a stand right behind him. He was now nervous. One thing he was always taught in the gangs, was never let anyone behind you, especially if you didn't trust them. Kaiba chuckled, whispering in his ear.

"No, not your cards." Kaiba pressed up closer to the blond grinning as he Felt Joey tense at the closeness of their bodies. "What I want can not be taken as lightly as card."

"What. . ?" Joey squeaked out, gaining an amused chuckle from the Brunet. Joey cleared his throat and tried again, sounding more himself and less nervous. He still sounded nervous though. "What do you mean by that?"

"What do you think I mean?" Kaiba answered with a question. Joey swallowed several times as his mouth went dry. He had no idea what Kaiba was playing at and that made him nervous. Extremely nervous.

"I don't know. . . Don't think I want to either." The blond answered truthfully as Kaiba's hand came to rest on Joey's waist, his head tilting so he could watch Joey's face. Joey glanced at him nervously. Kaiba looked like a dragon about to eat a long awaited breakfast. "So why don't you tell me?"

"Now what's the fun in just telling you?" Kaiba braved wrapping his arms around Joey. Joey tensed up as Kaiba pulled him close, bending his head down to nibble on the blonde's neck.

"Kaiba. .!" Joey was shocked to say the least. Hell there wasn't enough words to describe it. Stunned, dazed, aroused, traumatized, confused, and that was just the short list. "Stop that you pervert! I can go to Juvie and get this treatment!"

"Oh but there you would get used again and again." Kaiba chuckled at the thought of the blonde crying as he was gang banged. He continued following on that idea as he let one idly hand massage the blonde boy's chest. "Unable to escape as you're used night after night. The other inmates laughing at your broken, cum covered body as you lay on the floor. . . Mmm, I get horny just at the thought of you like that."

Kaiba purred in Joey's ear, licking at the sensitive flesh. This made Joey go taut, as if he would snap like a string pulled too tight with the barest of touches. And Kaiba's touches were threatening to make him snap and lose all control. This wasn't happening. . . He yelped when Kaiba bit his ear harshly. Okay, it was happening! Damn that hurt! In an arousing way. . . Damn Kaiba!

"Pay attention mutt." Kaiba commanded harshly, enjoying the tormenting of the blonde. He smirked as he continued. "Now you give me what I want right now, and your friend can walk out of here. If you don't give me what I want, I have a whole list of charges and one hell of a lawyer. So which is it?"

"Umm, . . ." Joey trailed off trying to ignore the sensations of The CEO's hand wondering to his stomach. Kaiba was waiting for his answer, and making it hard to think of an answer. In fact all thought dropped to lower levels of processing.

"Well, are you going to answer me or waste my valuable time?" Kaiba asked as he started rubbing Joey through his pants before the teen could answer. In fact he was only getting sounds of pleasure from the blond boy who was bucking into his hand. Kaiba chuckled, amazed at how easily the blond was turned on and made into putty in his hands.

"Too hard to answer. . . Please Kaiba I can't do this!" Joey tried to get away only to be turned around and slammed into the desk. He was holding his tears back as he opened his amber eyes to gaze up at the icy blue ones that were suddenly mere inches from his. "I can't. . ."

"If you can't then I will just call the police and have both you and your friend carted off." Kaiba smirked as he saw Joey's eyes widen in horror. He reached for the phone, only to be stopped by a slightly paler hand.

"Why are you doing this?" Joey whispered brokenly. He didn't like how this was going. This was way out of his league and Kaiba was being crueler than usual. In fact, what the hell was up with Kaiba? He didn't like Joey like that! The brunette was just doing this to torment him. Well two can play that game!

"As I have said, there is something I desire, and only you can give it to me." Kaiba returned in his soft icy voice. Kaiba held his smirk in check, not wanting to startle the boy anymore than he already had. If he were to smirk now Joey would probably go into full-fledged sobbing. "Will you let me have it puppy, or do I send you away?"

"If you send me away, you can never have it." Joey returned. He had a really good idea what Kaiba wanted now. In fact all he had to do was give himself over and they could walk out of here unscathed. . . Wait a minute. "You said if I gave you want you want, Tristan could leave right?"

"That's right puppy." Kaiba returned as he trailed his fingers lightly over the hem of Joey's shirt, not breaking eye contact.

"What about me?" The blond was all seriousness as he glared at the elder teen. Kaiba was playing his words so perfectly so no one could get by him. Joey was about to change that.

"Good catch puppy. Your smarter than you look." Kaiba grinned as he slipped his hand under Joey's shirt, caressing the soft flesh he had been denied for so long. He leaned forward to whisper in Joey's ear seductively. "I have no intentions of letting you go once I've had you."

"You make that sound like a good thing. . ." Joey whimpered. Kaiba just smirked at him and raised an eyebrow.

"Wouldn't it be? You could be mine, want for nothing. Be the boyfriend of a rich man." Kaiba smirked as his hand reached one of the blonde's nipples to play with it.

"Mmm. . ." Joey was responding to his touch yet again, unable to resist such an alluring voice. Soft and demanding caresses moved over his skin. "Maybe I don't even want you."

"Well right now your body does and that's all that matters." Kaiba attacked Joey's mouth with his own. Enough talking, it was time to get down to business. He snaked his tongue into a startled Joey's mouth and tasted him. He tasted like alcoholic grapes and fruit punch. He pulled back. "What the hell have you been drinking?"

Joey looked at Kaiba then grinned. Then started laughing. He shook his head and tried to get his laughter under control. After a moment of Kaiba's glaring and angry prodding for answers he was somewhat in control again. "Mad Dawg!"

"How the hell did you get that?" Kaiba asked with a frown. He didn't like the fact that his puppy was running around on the streets so late at night and drunk.

"Stole it." Joey answered simply. He would take the wrap for Tristan in any situation. So he made it look like it was all his doing. Kaiba shook his head and tugged at the blonds' shirt.

"I want it off. Now!" Kaiba commanded. Joey stared at the brunette, thinking by the look of things. Then he gave a resigned sigh and helped Kaiba in removing the blonde's clothes. Starting with his shirt, he let Kaiba remove it quickly. Joey was languid when it came to removing his pants, slowly taking his time as Kaiba watched his every move. The brunette's attention was fixed on every inch of skin that was revealed even as the blond squirmed out of his shoes. Joey stood there in nothing but his boxers and socks. "All of it Mutt."

Once Joey stood before him in all his glory, and glory it was, as Kaiba let his eyes roam the luscious form. His eyes grazing over the well toned chest, and stomach, down his muscled legs and calves, to stop at the sight of socks. He liked the view of everything else though. Muscled and lean with enough meat to bite at. In a good way. He looked really good. Really delicious. Really. Joey snapped Kaiba out of his thoughts. "Are you going to stare all night, or are ya going to use me so Trist and I can leave?"

"Two shocks in one sentence. First you're eager for me to take you and you used proper grammar." Kaiba said in mock surprise as he sidled up to the blond, pulling the slightly shorter boy to him. "Truly amazing."

Kaiba dipped his head down and kissed at the blonde who started working on Kaiba's pants. He was eager to get them off seemingly. Then again Kaiba couldn't blame him. It was obvious Joey wanted to get this over with as soon as possible. He moaned as he was released from the confines of his pants, Joey stroking him firmly. "Mmm, puppy. . ."

"We're going to make this quick, I still have a party to attend in a few hours." Joey said as he pushed Kaiba away, far enough so he could drop to his knees and take the brunette's hot length in his mouth. He virtually swallowed it in one swift motion causing Kaiba to cry out in shock.

"Damn!" Kaiba cried out as he felt Joey's tongue slide about his throbbing rod, licking and sucking on the enlarged member. Kaiba growled throwing his head back and thrusting into the smaller teen's hot and hungry mouth. And Joey didn't stop him either, taking Kaiba's length as it was offered to him. Seto had the sneaking suspicion that Joey wasn't new to this. After a moment Joey pulled back and Kaiba cursed again, only in frustration.

"The funs just beginning Kaiba." Joey said breathlessly as he hopped up on Seto's desk, spreading his legs suggestively in offering. He had gotten himself worked up when he was tasting Kaiba, and now his need was throbbing painfully so. Kaiba growled at him as he slammed Joey back onto the desk. The blond winced at the impact, his head connecting with the hard wood.

"I know you're not new to this." Kaiba stated as he pressed the tip of his arousal to the smaller Boy's opening. Joey looked up at him with shadowed eyes and Kaiba immediately regretted his words.

"No I'm not." Joey returned with a grim expression as he gazed up into warm blue depths. Those eyes should have been icy, but they weren't. Joey refused to believe it had anything to do with him though. He growled as he continued. "Just get on with it."

"As you wish." Kaiba returned coldly, even though his eyes were like pools of blue fire. He slammed into Joey who cried out with the pain of it. Even Kaiba winced as he felt the skin of his cock strain not to be torn off as he did so. In seconds he was completely imbedded into the tight heat of the panting blonde. "Damn. . ."

"That hurt Kaiba." Joey growled out as he breathed. He was staring at the ceiling and gripping the edges of the desk in a white knuckled grip. That had really hurt! He hated when the other did that! It hurt! And he was probably bleeding too! He didn't have long to complain as Kaiba pulled out and started thrusting within him. He cried out overwhelmed by the erotic pain and pleasure.

He knew he was going to be raw afterwards from this, but he couldn't really care at the moment. He shifted a bit when he wrapped his legs around Kaiba's waist causing the brunette to go deeper, slamming into his prostate. Crying out as sheer bliss ran through him, he arched up allowing Kaiba even more access to him. Feeling his stomach clench as his release threatened to consume him, he held it back by sheer force of will alone, this wasn't ending that soon! He continued to thrash about as he was pounding into the unyielding desktop of Kaiba's desk. "Oh gawd! Ah!" Obscenities and the like being ripped from him each time the brunette entered him.

If he was crying when Kaiba was pounding into him, he started wailing when the brunette took his need in hand and started stroking him. Between stabbing pleasure and caressing euphoria Joey knew he wasn't going to last much longer as the CEO entered him over and over. He lifted one of his legs over Kaiba's shoulder, arching up and tensing as he could hold back no longer. He screamed out his orgasm, spraying his seed over himself and Kaiba's hand.

Kaiba who had been enjoying himself winced and bit his lip as he felt the tight passage of Joey's clench around him. He held back, but not for much longer, a few more thrusts and he emptied himself deep within the smaller man he was imbedded in with a low growl. He paused and took a deep breath, leaning over Joey to stare down at him, supporting himself with shaky arms and legs. Truly the blonde was a beautiful sight, covered in sweat and semen, panting for breath with a look of fulfilled content. Kaiba was ready to lean down and kiss the boy when molten pools of gold opened to meet his gaze.

"Are you finished?" Joey asked as he gazed up at the ever stoic CEO. Kaiba's emotionless face went from a blank expression to one of his normal contempt of all.

"Quite finished for the time being. Get dressed so you may leave." Kaiba returned as he pulled out of the boy. Joey winced with a grunt of pain when he did that, but Kaiba didn't care. He grabbed some Kleenex off his desk, handing them to Joey, who was sliding off his desk. Joey snatched them and cleaned himself up, making a face at the traces of blood. Kaiba did the same and quickly got dressed, much faster than the blonde who was obviously sore from his rough treatment. When Joey was dressed Kaiba called one of the guards to escort him and his friend off the property. As the Guard was leading him to the door Kaiba called out to the retreating form. "I'll be contacting you later."

"Sure Moneybags." Joey said as the door closed behind him. Kaiba sighed and turned to stare out the window. That had gone better than expected. But he still felt unfulfilled. Now that he had Joey just once, he wanted the blonde even more. And not just in his bed, but in his arms, as a part of his barren life. He glanced over at his security monitors, tracking the blond who was now being escorted across the lawn. He was hugging Tristan who was hugging him back the two talking amiably. Kaiba growled and put his fist through the monitor with a curse, causing sparks to fly. He pulled his fist out and stared at his partially fried hand. This isn't over yet, he thought to himself. It was just beginning in fact.

{There may be more, depends on how it flows. And this was actually Beta'd!! I think they did very nice Job on it ^_^}