Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Romeo and Romeo ❯ Love and Death ( Chapter 7 )

—You people live! Yay! Heh…I know you don't like that Yami is always the bad guy. I personally don't like making Yami the bad guy, but I couldn't think of anybody else. I certainly didn't want to pair up Seto and Bakura *cringes* or Seto and Tristan *dies*

 

—Awakening has one vote, but RPG Reality has got no votes - probably because my summary of that fic sucked ass. I'm thinking of a songfic, but then…I decided that regular fanfics are best. - for me anyways…

 

Chapter 7 - Love and Death

 

“Is this Mr. Kaiba, president of Kaiba Corp.?”

 

“Yes. Who is this? Why do you have to call so early in the morning?”

 

“It's Yami, sir. I have a name and I was just curious to see if it sounds familiar.”

 

“Fine, fine. What is it?”

 

“Jounouchi.”

 

“What?! That's Wheeler's son! What's going on, Yami?”

 

“Congratulations, Mr. Kaiba. Your son just dumped me for Wheeler trash.”

 

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It was fifteen minutes passed dawn, before Seto had packed as much clothing as he could in his big, wheelie suitcase. He was going to drive towards Jounouchi's house and pick up the blonde about a block away from the Wheeler mansion. That way, if Jounouchi's parents were awake, they wouldn't see their son getting into a car with a Kaiba.

 

“Now where's my credit card?” Seto asked once he had closed the trunk of his car, where his suitcase was. He fumbled through his pockets before retrieving his wallet and he found two credit cards. One was for both him and his father. The other was Seto's card alone. No doubt Mr. Kaiba would cut off their card if he found out Seto had done this.

 

Good thing I have another card linked to my private bank account, thought Seto as he started to drive away from his mansion. He blinked when he saw his father running out of the house in his robe and waving his arms, calling Seto's name.

 

“So long, Pops! Find somebody else to be your little prodigy!” Seto shouted and he laughed as he stepped on the gas.

 

Jounouchi stood at the street corner farthest from his house. He had a simple blue suitcase at his side. Seto stopped beside him and grabbed Jounouchi's suitcase and threw it in the backseat. Jounouchi sat in the passenger's front seat and buckled his seatbelt before Seto started to drive away.

 

“So, where are we going, pup?” Seto asked.

 

Jounouchi yawned. “Don't worry, I'll direct ya. Take a right at the next stop sign then go straight until you see this big white building with these Oriental rugs in the windows. Turn left at the intersection that comes after that building.”

 

Seto turned right at the second stop sign they came to. He was feeling reckless and excited. Nothing else mattered in the world now. He was beginning a new life with his new lover. He could finally leave his demanding parents and that controlling bastard, Yami behind…forever.

 

“You got an apartment for us, pup?”

 

“Not yet, but don't worry. I got a friend whose dad owns this big apartment building. It won't be as ritzy as your mansion, but it'll have cable and running water and decent furniture.”

 

“We can live in a cardboard box for all I care…so long as you're at my side.”

 

Jounouchi smiled. “Same here, Seto.”

 

There was the white building just as Jounouchi had said. Seto slowed down at the intersection and turned left. At Jounouchi's directions, Seto drove for several miles before turning right passed a K-Mart. K-Mart? That was a store that Seto had never heard of before. He had bought everything from designer stores. Places where $1,000 was the lowest price.

 

Seto continued driving and realized that the neighborhood had changed dramatically. No longer was he looking at huge houses with finely built walls and well kept yards and a Lexus or Corvette parked in every other driveway. Now he was glancing at one-story houses with peeling paint and weeds taking over the “grass” of the small lawns. He came to an abrupt stop when a ratty-looking monster with filthy clothes and worn-out shoes ran across the street.

 

As Seto drove passed the creature, his eyes widened in slight horror when he realized that the ratty-looking monster was a child. He looked over at Jounouchi who had a smirk on his face. He was a bit distressed when he realized it was a happy smirk. This was where his pup used to live? This…hell hole?!

 

Jounouchi pointed and said, “There's the apartment building. Park in that lot beside of it.” The building was the only nice thing Seto could see. It was made of fine, bricks with small windows on each of its seven stories. The front door appeared to be made of heavy wood and Seto could see a security alarm system had been set up to keep criminals out.

 

The parking lot was fenced in and had barbed wire strung around the top. The fence itself was nine feet tall. The lot was big enough to hold thirty cars, but only eight were parked inside at the moment. An armed guard was sitting in a little booth just outside the lot, reading a Playboy magazine. He looked up when Seto's car drove up. His eyes went wide when he saw the expensive car. The guard came up and Seto rolled down his window.

 

“Get a hefty paycheck, didja?” the guard asked. Judging by his accent, Seto guessed he was from the South.

 

“You could say that. How much is it to park here?”

 

“Five dollars. You guys plan on gettin' an apartment?”

 

“Yessir.” Jounouchi said, simply. He whipped out five dollars and paid the guard. A gate swung open and Seto drove in and parked. Both young men grabbed their suitcases and went to the apartment building.

 

The main lobby was charming in a “low rent” type of way. The hard wood floor was exactly spotless, but it was moderately clean. There were no paintings on the walls, just posters of cartoon characters or old presidential campaign flyers. The walls were a dirty lemon color with white trimmings. Off to the side was a small office with a hard wood counter. An old man with a gray, zigzagging ponytail stood at the counter, writing something on a piece of paper. The old man had bright, green eyes and an earring hanging from his left ear. The earring was shaped like dice.

 

“Yo, Old Fart! Where's Otogi?”

 

The old man looked up and smiled brightly at Jounouchi. “Well, well. If it isn't that sumbitch, Jounouchi Wheeler. Haven't seen you in the longest time, Jounouchi. We were starting to wonder what the hell happened to the Two-Fisted Twosome.”

 

“Two-Fisted Twosome?” Seto asked.

 

Jounouchi turned to Seto. “I was quite the fighter around here. Me and my high school buddy, Tristan, used to rule this whole neighborhood. Everybody called us the Two-Fisted Twosome.”

 

“Oh.” Seto replied.

 

“So who's your friend, Jounouchi?”

 

“This is my roommate, Old Fart. We want an apartment. Think you can hook us up?”

 

The old man shrugged. “I could.” He looked at Seto. “My name is Onara Ryuuji, but this guy”—gesturing a greasy thumb towards Jounouchi—“calls me `Old Fart'. So what's your name?”

 

“I'm—”

 

“This is Kareshi. We'd like one room with one bed.”

 

Onara raised an eyebrow at Jounouchi, but decided not to say another word. He and Jounouchi straightened out all the legal crap and paperwork. Jounouchi gave a spare key to Seto and gestured for the stairs. As Seto walked passed the counter, he turned to Onara.

 

“Not to be rude, sir, but why does Jounouchi call you `Old Fart' anyways?”

 

Before Onara could speak, they all heard a rather loud rumbling blow. Seto sniffed the air and took a step back. Onara shrugged and said, “I'm old. I can't control my bowl movements anymore.”

 

Seto kept his mouth shut as he and Jounouchi hurried up to the second floor. Once they found their room, Jounouchi burst into a fit of laughter. “Oh man! That was the funniest thing I've ever seen. I was about to warn you about that, but…” His voice trailed away into more laughter.

 

Seto opened the door to their room. It wasn't much. Three rooms; one bedroom, one living room/kitchen combo; and one bathroom. Where was the dining room? The carpet was a sickly red color and the wallpaper was white with green ivy décor. There was a purple, plaid couch with a TV, but that was it for the furniture. Seto ventured around the apartment and found the bathroom. A bathtub with a shower head, but no curtains. The sink was clean and so was the toilet. Seto flushed it and found the toilet in proper working order. The sink produced clean water.

 

He went to check the bedroom and found Jounouchi testing the bed. The sheets were a light tan color and the pillows were off-white. There was a small dresser and an equally small closet to the right and a window overlooking the rough neighborhood on the left.

 

“It feels good to be back in my own neighborhood.” Jounouchi said, more to himself than Seto. “I wonder if Tristan is still around. I should introduce you to him. He's a good guy. I'll bet you two would get along.”

 

“I think so too, pup.” Seto said, walking over towards the bed. “Let's say we really give this bed a test drive?” He pushed Jounouchi down on the bed and sat on top of him. He then leaned down for a heated kiss.

 

Jounouchi arched his hips up so that their clothed members touched. Already they were hard as tree bark. Seto pulled away from the kiss and maneuvered Jounouchi's head to the pillows. He removed his own shirt before helping Jounouchi take off his.

 

Seto lay down on top of his new lover, relishing in their unclothed chests heaving up and down against each other. Fire burned through their next kiss as they helped the other remove his pants and boxers. Jounouchi hissed loudly as Seto bent down to lick torturously slow at the blonde's nipples making them pebble hard and making Jounouchi beg and buck his hips for more contact.

 

Damn he looks so sexy, Seto thought. His body is rippled with the roughness of his old life and I feel it pulsing through him. I must fuck him! I love him so much! Skipping through the part where he was supposed to kiss down Jounouchi's tight abs, Seto deep throated Jounouchi, making the blonde give a surprised yelp.

 

Seto sucked hard and fast until his cheeks went hollow. Jounouchi tried to buck his hips to go deeper into his boyfriend's mouth, but Seto held him down. Instead Jounouchi gripped Seto's brown locks tightly and panted heavily. The pressure was building, but still Seto sucked and swirled his passionate tongue around Jounouchi's amazingly, large penis.

 

Finally, Jounouchi screamed his release and Seto savored every drop of his lover's essence. When the brunette sat up, he looked down at his blonde boyfriend. Jounouchi was panting heavily and sweating a lot, but his brown eyes were coated with lust and need. Seto smiled and licked his lips before diving in for another kiss. He moaned as he felt Jounouchi's hand around his hardened member.

 

Seto parted from the kiss and got off the bed and disappeared out of the bedroom. Jounouchi lay there in a slight daze, wondering what the hell Seto was doing. He smirked when Seto returned carrying a small bottle of lubricant. Seto squirted some on his first, three fingers and sent one down to find and enter Jounouchi.

 

Jounouchi—who was still a virgin—spread his legs eagerly. He winced when he felt Seto's finger inside him, but he relaxed quickly. He didn't want Seto to think he wasn't an expert on sex. However, Seto—who was no longer a virgin—could tell that Jounouchi had never made love before. A laugh threatened to come out, but Seto suppressed it. This would be so much fun.

 

Jounouchi jumped a little when he felt two fingers jabbing at his prostate. He let out a moan of pleasure as Seto used three fingers to stab at his happy spot. Finally, Seto coated his member with the lubricant and prepared to enter his new love.

 

“I think I'll take your virginity now.” Seto smiled and slipped gently inside his blonde boyfriend until he was buried to the hilt.

 

The blonde winced and clenched his teeth tightly. It was like somebody was trying to rip their way out of his body from the inside. Seto leaned down and kissed at Jounouchi's forehead. He stroked Jounouchi's sweat-dampened hair and tried to keep his control in check. Taking Yami's virginity had been one thing, but taking Jounouchi's was completely different.

 

When Jounouchi gave a sign that he was ready, Seto began his feverish love-making. In and out, in and out…oh, Seto thought he would die from the wonderful feeling he was having. They both went into a chorus of moans and howls of pleasure. Seto sped up his thrusting until he was almost pounding into Jounouchi.

 

The blonde moaned louder when Seto's member found his prostate. Jounouchi bucked his hips to make sure Seto got his prostate head-on. Finally, he saw white sparks as he released for the second time. Seto gripped Jounouchi's hips tightly as he felt his seed fill his lover.

 

When he pulled out of Jounouchi and lay beside him, Jounouchi said, “You're rough, y'know that?”

 

“Heh…I know. You're a good pup.”

 

“Yeah sure.” Jounouchi yawned and kissed Seto on the lips before they both fell asleep in content.

 

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It was 6 a.m. when Seto left to pick up Jounouchi. By 7:30, Jounouchi and Seto had pulled up to the parking lot. At 8 a.m., Yuugi was expected to go downstairs for breakfast with his mother. After an hour, Yuugi's mother knocked on his son's bedroom door.

 

“Yuugi-chan? Are you all right, sweetie?”

 

“Y-Yeah, mom. I don't feel well.” Yuugi's muffled voice said.

 

“Do you need a doctor, honey?”

 

“No, mom. I'll get something to eat in a while. I just need rest.”

 

Yuugi's mother hesitated, but she left. She would come to regret such a decision. She looked outside and saw storm clouds gathering overhead. “Oh dear. Now it's going to rain.”

 

Yuugi was lying on his bed, trying to recover from the assault he suffered. He couldn't tell his mother. She had too much to worry about with her job and all. Yuugi had always been slightly afraid of his half brother. Even when they were kids, Yami would tease and humiliate Yuugi. When they both reached the age of puberty and realized they were gay, Yami started sexually harassing Yuugi. Sneaking into his house and massaging Yuugi's crotch. He'd grab Yuugi's hands and make him touch his penis.

 

Yuugi shivered at the memory of such things. No wonder I can't get a boyfriend, he thought. Just then, he had a horrible feeling. He had told about giving Jounouchi Seto's card. There was no doubt in Yuugi's mind that Yami would find out Jounouchi's address and that Jounouchi was a Wheeler. Yami would tell the Kaiba family and Jounouchi and Seto would be separated forever!

 

“I have to call Jounouchi!” Yuugi said, struggling to his feet. He grabbed his cell phone and speed dialed Jounouchi's cell.

 

Three rings and Jounouchi answered, “Wh-what? Who is this?”

 

“Jounouchi, I've done something terrible! Please don't be angry with me!” Yuugi said. New tears were coming to his eyes.

 

“Yuugi? Why are you calling at this hour?”

 

“B-because, it's Yami…”

 

“What about Yami? Oh and tell him Seto's really great in bed.” Jounouchi's sleepy chuckle followed that response.

 

“Good in bed? You had sex with Seto? Look, focus, Jounouchi! Yami knows your name. He beat me up until I told you. I'll bet he's told the Kaibas by now. You've got to get out of here and take Seto with you.”

 

“Already did. Me and Seto have this apartment in my old—wait a second! Yami beat you up?! That bastard! Nobody beats up my friend and gets away with it!”

 

“Friend?” Yuugi felt so happy that he didn't even notice someone had climbed in through his bedroom window and was listening to his conversation.

 

Yuugi bit his lower lip. “Look, Jounouchi. Yami's probably trying to look for you as we speak! You've got to be careful. Who knows what he'll—GAWWW…”

 

Yuugi was already dead before his body even hit the floor.

 

“Yuugi? Yuugi! Yuugi, speak to me?!”

 

Yami picked up the cell phone and said, “Yuugi's not alive at the moment. Please leave a message the sound of the tone.”

 

“You fucking son of a bitch! I'll kill you, ya hear me?! You're dead!”

 

“You stole the love of my life away from me, Wheeler.” Yami said in a cold, heartless voice.

 

“That does it! I'm coming down there to kick your psycho ass!” There was a click and then nothing. Yami hung up and smiled wickedly. He looked at his bloody pocket knife and then at his dead, half brother.

 

“Sorry Yuugi. But you lied to me. This was all your fault, my dear brother. You brought this upon yourself.” He heard running footsteps and quickly went to the window.

 

Yuugi's mother looked in horrified as she saw her dead son and Yami halfway out the window. Yami met her tear-filled eyes and smiled insanely before climbing out and running away.

 

…and the rain started to fall as the grieving mother wept and cuddled her son's lifeless body.

 

—I killed Yuugi, I know. Don't hurt me. Vote for either Awakening or RPG Reality, please. The summaries are at the bottom of the previous chapter. Thanks and see you in the next chapter.