Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Right and Wrong ❯ One-Shot

A/N This was originally a role play with different characters I made with a friend, but I edited it and made into a story. Hope you enjoy. Read and Review.

 

 

Right or Wrong

 

His feet were sloshing up the sea of water layering the ground as he ran. Coming home from his work at the bakery was never this troublesome. The sky had been nice up until the moment he had stepped out of the shop, where it had started to rain. Just a drizzle at first, but it seemed like the sky had opened up to share its troubles with him.

 

Jou pulled back his volume of soaked blonde hair. His foot missed a step and he ended up slipping into the water. A fever had begun to rise and too tired to get back up, he collapsed, completely oblivious of the man stepping out from behind a building.

 

The first thing he sensed when he regained consciousness was the smell. The air around him was littered with the fragrance of flowers and there was also a faint aroma of freshly baked cookies. The second thing Jou noticed was the warmth. He had never felt this comfortable before. The atmosphere was completely of peace and tranquility.

 

Completely against his every wish, he forced his eyes to open. What met his eyes filled him with dread. This was not his house. This was not his room. This was not even a doctor's office. He could see that the scent was coming from numerous candles lighting up the room. His eyes strayed from the fire, blazing merrily within the confinements of the fireplace, to the clock hanging from the wall above it. It read 9:00.

 

“Oh no!” he thought. “I've been out for three hours!” A thought suddenly flashed across his previously passive mind. He pulled back the volumes of blankets covering his body. With a sigh of relief, he realized that he was still fully clothed (with the exception of his feet, which were bare), although his garments were still heavy and wet.

 

“Oh good…You're awake.” Came a deep manly voice from the side. Jou turned to the voice and gazed at the man before him.” My name is Seto Kaiba. I saw you lying in the rain and I thought you might need a place to rest. An hour ago you're fever was incredibly high, but now…”He reached over to feel Jou's forehead and placed his other hand on his own. “You seem to be getting better.”

“Thank you for helping me…But I really shouldn't bother you…”

“You're in no condition to move, my friend. What did you say your name was?”

 

“Jou…and if you insist… I guess I could do with some food.”

 

“Haha you've got an appetite. That's a good sign. In the meantime, feel free to look around…although the only place you can't see from that couch is the kitchen and the bathroom…” He left, giving Jou to take a better look at his surroundings. It was true, there was a wall separating the room he was in with the room that was housing Seto. There was a door on the far wall that he supposed held the washroom and another door with his and most likely Seto's shoes in front of it, so it was most likely the door that led to the outside of the apartment. Across from the couch propped against the wall as a bed. It was messily made and had many papers littered all over it. It was obvious that Seto used it as a desk and used the couch instead to sleep. The furniture was neatly placed; the floor was littered with coke bottles, magazines, homework assignments, and textbooks. Scattered here and there were t-shirts, a few jeans, socks, and a bunch of boxers hanging from most unlikely places like an end table, on the VCR, and the ceiling light which was off.

 

“Sorry about the lighting.” apologized Seto as he came back carrying a bowl of steaming soup. “The bulb blew and I haven't had time to buy a new one. I usually use sunlight, but if I have to stay up late then I use candles.”

 

“It's fine.” Replied Jou, smiling at him. The smile was returned by the other man as he set the bowl down next to the couch.

 

“So Jou…Maybe I should get you some fresh clothes…The ones you're wearing look slightly uncomfortable.” And it was true. The white muscle shirt he had been wearing was still transparent, his faded black jeans were hanging heavily, and his belt was digging into his hips awkwardly.

 

“Um sure…Listen…It's really nice of you to do all this for me…I really hate to be a bother-..” but he was cut off by the other man.

 

“It's not a bother. I really enjoy the company and you are very beautiful.” He didn't know why he said that last part. He glanced at the teen and saw that a blush had risen on his face.

 

“I-I…um…Thank you…If there's anything I can do to repay you…” Jou knew it was too late to take back the words after they left his mouth, but he still wished it with every fiber in his body.

 

“That won't be necessary.” replied the brunette as a blush too found a way up his face. “Helping you is my greatest reward.” With that, he walked to the small closet door and started rummaging in it. Jou threw the covers back and stood up only to find that this would the best time to remove his shirt, as the condensation was starting to make him itch. He grasped the hem of his t shirt and tugged it over his head.

 

“Gods…you really are beautiful…” Jou looked up to see Seto gazing at his chest. Jou glanced down at himself too. It was the first time he had ever looked at himself in that sense. It was true that the many years he had worked lifting crates and moving heavy equipment had made his muscles hard and burned all the unnecessary fat, but he had never seen himself as good looking before. The warmth of the fire was causing the water droplets to leave his body. He started on his belt as Seto came closer and set the folded clothes on the couch, never letting his eyes leave the angelic body before him.

 

Jou's fingers were numb and unreliable but after working on it, and giving a grunt the clasp finally came loose. He pulled the belt out of the bindings of his jeans and passed it along with his sodden shirt to Seto. The receiver grasped the articles with one hand… “Gods…you are more perfect then I dreamt…” He murmured. He lowered his other hand to the younger man but hesitated, unsure of what to do.

 

Jou, completely unaware of what Seto was doing, started on his fly button. The button was tight and because of his numb fingers he fumbled with it for a while. Seto took this chance and unhooked the knob with his thumb and pointer finger. Jou gasped at this sudden contact.

 

“Wha-What are you-?” He managed to say.

 

“Shhhh…I'm helping you…” The fingers kept working and were soon tight around the fly. There was a zipping sound followed by a groan as his fingers ran over Jou's semi-erect penis.

 

“Wait…I-I…don't…”Jou whispered. “What…What are you going to do?”

 

“I'm going to pleasure you.”

 

Jou's eyes widened as the zipper was fully pulled down and his jeans were slipped down to his ankles. Jou's brain was screaming for him to run, but his nerves were still exhausted and he found that he couldn't even move.

 

Seto couldn't resist any longer. He stood up, looking directly into Jou's horrified eyes. It looked like Jou was about to say something but Seto put his finger on the blonde's lip. “Shhhh…”He muttered as he traced his finger down Jou's front, running over his well defined muscles. His eyes never left the others as his other hand joined the first and together they started to massage the man's nipples. Jou gave a groan of pleasure as bliss washed over his entire body. “You like that don't you?”

 

Jou still couldn't speak but his nervous shaking had stopped. All his dreams of being with a girl were pushed aside for this moment of perfection. Seto continued kneading the others nipple with one hand while his other strayed over his abs. His fingers lightly nudged into every one of the crevasses making Jou jerk a little.

 

“So you're ticklish eh?”

 

Jou only nodded in reply. His hands were grasped onto the armrest of the couch for support. His legs were getting weak and he felt like he would fall at any minute. He couldn't tell if it was his fever or the pleasure that was making him so dizzy. Another gasp escaped from his lips as he felt Seto's fingers finally rest on the waistband of his silky boxers.

 

“Here goes…” His fingers were pushed to the inside of the fabric, touching the bare skin of the blonde's nether regions. With a soft tug, the boxers came loose and were pulled down. They fell over the jeans, which were still sitting on Jou's ankles. He took a moment to enjoy the beautiful half erected manhood before him. It caused his already fully erect cock to get (could this be possible?) even harder.

 

“Wow…it's…amazing…” Those were his only words before he dropped onto his knees at Jou's feet. The blonde was so fatigued now that he couldn't take it. His legs wobbled a little and he staggered forward, accidentally pushing his dick into the Seto's face.

 

“I'm so sorry…” He said with a blush. But Seto didn't answer. His mouth was watering as he eyed the masterpiece before him. He brought his mouth closer and took the boys balls gently into his lips. This feeling was like a title wave as it roared around Jou's body making him shiver. Heat rose to his face and he blushed furiously. He had never been naked in front of a person before, much less a man. And this man was one he had met barely even an hour ago. However, his body was in so much pleasure that it dissolved his other thoughts and continued to enjoy this sensation. Seto moved his tongue around and sucked lightly on the soft round object in his mouth. It was sweet and hairless, and fit in his mouth like a lollypop. He felt Jou arch a bit as he moaned and he took it as a signal to move up, to the main course. He licked the head where drops of precum was coming out and savored the appetizer. It was sweet as honey and made him warm as if he had just drank a warm cup of hot chocolate. After licking his lips, his attention more on the cock then on its owner, he took it in his mouth, teasing it as he grazed it and pulled back away.

 

Jou watched in anticipation, but something in his head was screaming. It started out faint, but with every time Seto touched his dick; the voice got louder and soon was blaring in his head. His consciousness awoke opened his mouth and spoke. “Wait…”

 

“What is it Jou?” replied the smirking man below him.

 

“I…Don't…think this is…right…”

 

This made Seto pull back in disbelief. Jou reached down and pulled his boxers up until they covered his waist. He took a step back, in the process stepping out of his jeans. Seto blinked at this reaction, but then closed his eyes.

 

“Who are we to judge what is right or wrong? Who are we to put ourselves in the realm of the Gods? The Gods have sanctified a relationship between man and woman for hundreds of millennia! Who am I to mess with that?” His mind was churning, running over all the things he had done, wondering for the first time if they were right or wrong.

 

“What's right is what you believe from the bottom of your heart. If you do something with absolutely no regrets…Then it is right.” But the kneeling boy was not listening. He was lost in his own world, not knowing anymore what was going on around him.

 

“Seto…you're right…I have no right over Oboliske, Slyfer, or Raw…And I don't know what is truly right of wrong…But I do know this. I know that I am doing the right thing now.” Totally unsure of what exactly it was he was doing, and completely forgetting that he was naked except for the boxers hanging loosely around his waist, he put his arms around the shaking man and held him closely. Seto felt a sense of security as he was held by the muscular arms. He rested his head on Jou's bare chest for a while, but then got serious.

 

“Im sorry Jou…For putting you through that...” With that, he pulled away from the embrace and walked into the kitchen, the only place where he wouldn't be able to see the gorgeous blonde. This left the bewildered boy sitting alone in the living room. With a sigh, he pulled on his clothes (now dried by the fire) and proceeded to the door. Then, a thought came over him. His body was fully automatic now, but this time, his mind had nothing to say against it. Jou stepped into the kitchen, where he found Seto sitting on a stool, staring into space. Jou crept silently over to the other man, and used his pointer finger to push Seto's face to countenance his. When they were close enough, Jou kissed him. It was short, and very faint. Their lips just barely brushed against each others before they separated. Feeling at last at ease, Jou left the apartment. It was nearing midnight, but the sky was littered with stars. This event had caused his eyes to widen to the world. He was now sure that there was more to life then right and wrong. Things weren't written in stone for him anymore. He felt that his vision had finally been cleared. The blonde took one last look at the apartment, where his life had been altered, and saying one last silent farewell, treaded away from his first true love.