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 Posted: Wed Jul 29, 2009 1:53 am
Captured - A Puppyshipping DARK Roleplay. Warnings are as followed:
This is a Dark roleplay, as such, various things will be taking
place from gore/violence, to drugs and maybe killing. As such, if these
things bother you, I'd advise you not to read any further.
Thank you. People Who Make This Possible~
PuppyDogJou as Jounouchi Katsuya
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RadiantOblivion as Kaiba Seto
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 12:59 am
▄▀▄▀ ₭ a i b a ₴ e t o ▀▄▀▄ xxxxxxxxxxxxx"Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies." "Pushing all the mercy down, down, down."xxxxxxxxxxxxx "All my hate can not be bound, I will see you screaming." ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬  Kaiba was a reasonable man, or he was until someone decided to ******** with him, then they learned what hell on earth really was. But that wasn't the point of this whole charade, nor was it a reason for why he did it. In fact, he had no reason for doing what he did, or no logical one anyway. It hadn't been sudden either, months of planning and watching had taken its toll until he could finally do it, make it perfect, and the execute it with practiced eased.
That was the night that he managed to steal Jounouchi Katsuya.
Now such a thing would have been thought as ridiculous, childish, or even worse in the eyes of the public. That, or they would have never believed that Kaiba Seto would stoop to stealing a worthless mutt off the street, but nevertheless, he did, and he didn't feel regret about it either.
For years they had fought, harsh words being thrown back and forth, a few fist fights here and there, but never once had the mutt got the upper hand. Kaiba wouldn't let him. The blond's dueling skill was poor compared to him, along with everything else. Mokuba had once told him that it was rather ironic, kind of like the Prince and the Pauper story he had read about in school. Seto only told the boy to keep dreaming, because their situation was nothing like that. There were no happy endings, and he'd be damned if he got false hope over something as stupid as a child's fairytale.
It was as simple as night was from day. They hated one another, but over time, Kaiba's hate shifted to more of a obsessive feeling. Possessive, angry, hatred mixed with other things he couldn't place. He didn't want to place actually, he didn't care. Emotions or not, he had done what he came out to do, and the drive home was rather peaceful, Mokuba sitting near him tending to the knocked out blond while Seto just gazed out the window, not caring if the other was bleeding or not.
Now Mokuba was a good kid, mostly kind, but immune to his brother's cold attitude and behavior to life. He saw through it, and he knew that this was the only way of 'affection' Seto knew how to give. With him it was different, gentle touches and ruffles of the hair came easily, but they were brothers, and Seto felt the need to protect him. He was the only thing Seto could be soft and kind to.
Arriving at the mansion, Kaiba didn't have to utter a word, for Mokuba was up and already out of the car. One would probably think it was wrong for a boy as young as Mokuba was to witness such a thing, but Mokuba agreed to it long before Kaiba had ever asked. He saw the looks his brother gave Jou, and he would help, that's what younger brothers were for. After all, it was just a harmless prank, right?
It wasn't a prank, though Kaiba made sure Mokuba thought it was. A good prank alright, one that would have the blond chained and nearly nude on the cold floor. Kaiba just smirked in delight, scooping up the sleeping teen, carrying him on into the house, the driver leaving without a word. He wouldn't speak of it if he wanted to live till the next day.
Steps echoed through the halls, the only sound that was made apart from breathing. Kaiba pushed a door open and climbed down the steps to the lower room, or the basement, if one wanted to be technical. Kaiba wasn't up to being technical at the moment though, his mind moving onto other more important things, like how the blond was much too light for one who ate as much as he did.
He snorted quietly, foot nudging open another door. The room around them was concrete, sound proof, and windowless. Seto had went all out and a crude smirk was placed on his features. It was a rather pretty room if you looked at it from another point of view instead of looking at what it was going to be used for. A large bed was pressed against the wall, colors of dark blues, silvers, and blacks lingered along as the walls and 'curtains'. So he wanted to confuse the other. He wanted to see the fear when the other realized he had no escape, that he had no choice but to obey.
He wanted to hear him scream.
Twisted? Maybe. But it was the blonds own fault. He provoked him, made him want to. Every day he was around those morons he called friends, hanging all over them, laughing, grinning that ridiculous grin of his, it always pissed Kaiba off. The way he was so ******** loyal, and how he would just bend to whatever thing that weak little midget told him to do. It was sickening, and yet there he was. The problem was that Kaiba wanted to be the one to make him do all those things. It wouldn't happen, the hate was too strong, so Kaiba settled for something that would at least please him in some fashion; torment and pain. He would bring it upon the small teen until he gave in, he didn't care. He'd leave the blond to die rather than to let him leave without the blond knowing that he was his, and no one else could have him. Not Yuugi, not blasted Otogi, no one. He was Kaiba's property. And a Kaiba never shared.
He licked his lips, gazing down at the teen that was laying knocked out on the bed. His hands twitched but he didn't touch, moving about to chain the teen. It was a lengthy chain and would give the teen the ability to move around, but the moment Kaiba saw that the other was getting too rebellious, he could bring them back to no movement whatsoever and let the teen be in pain from the cramps his muscles would feel.
In Kaiba's own mind it was a beautiful sight, and that was probably pushing it a bit. The blond looked so innocent laying against the blue. That wouldn't last long though, he wanted to see that fire burn away into nothingness. He wanted the boy broken. He wanted the boy to bleed.
The lightest of chuckles left the CEO's lips as he gazed around the room, shutting the door. He was quite proud of his work. The room was specially made just for Jou, for his mutt. The obsession was great, but Kaiba couldn't have cared less. Mokuba still loved him and put up with the whole idea, so nothing about this would ruin what was going to happen.
He looked at his cell phone, gazing at the time. It had been nearly two hours, so the drugs he had forced upon the blond should have been wearing off. Kaiba moved closer, fingers tracing along the boy's jaw before smirking.
Such a pathetic creature.
But even Kaiba couldn't wait that long. He wanted to play with his new toy. Always the impatient one, much like how Mokuba was during Christmas. His hand slid up over the teen's shirt, the other meeting the black metal of an object he had come to adore dearly. It rested against his thigh as his free hand ran through the blond tresses gently, almost lovingly before he grabbed a fist full and roughly jerked the blond up right by them before letting go. "Get up, mutt. How can I play if you're dead to the world?" he drawled out, taunting tone entering his voice as he sat back, blue eyes gleaming in the dim lighting, warm metal being traced in by his fingers. He'd have his fun soon enough though, see the fear and anger, but all in good time.
▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxxxxxxx"I'm above you, smiling as you drown, drown, drown." "I want you crying while you're bloody down in front of me."xxxxxxxxx "And I pull the trigger and you're down, down, down."
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Posted: Wed Aug 05, 2009 10:58 pm
   » J o u n o u c h i « x
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x"I’m lost in a world that wont stop spinning.
The darkness consumes me and I’m suffocating.
Confusion sets in, and suddenly I’m falling.
I can’t see anything.
Cold and alone, yet I can hear you breathing.
I know you’re there, you keep on touching.
Tell me who you are; I know the voice that’s speaking.
Everything is foggy.
Someone please help me!"    x
x» K a t s u y a « •xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•  If anyone could be considered to be care-free it would be Jounouchi Katsuya. He always tried to be positive, a trait he was learning from his best friend Yuugi, and viewed life as something to enjoy. The blond hadn’t always thought like that, he and Honda used to be bullies, gang members. They were the slumps of Domino, and nothing was happy about that. But when they’d met Yuugi things had changed, Jounouchi could hardly remember being a gang member; it was so long ago and he was so young. Not that he really wanted to, Jou loved his life. The time he spent with his friends was all that was really important now. They spent so much time together, playing Duel Monsters, watching movies, eating lunch together during school, and playing games at the arcade like they were doing now. It was a tradition for them to go to the arcade every last Saturday of the month. It had gotten a lot more pricy for them to go, so they had to cut back on their trips. Jou personally thought it made things more special. Going every week got old after awhile. The day had been flying by though, and the blond soon found himself waving goodbye to his friends. He’d stayed out too late, it was starting to get dark. His father wasn’t too bad, a drunk sure and neglecting sometimes but he was nice. He’d lost his job though, so money had been pretty tight and most of it went to alcohol. Jou refused to touch the stuff; it messed his father up so much, he didn’t even want to know what it would do to him. That reminded him, he’d probably have to go out and buy some food after he got home. His dad wouldn’t have thought about it, which still surprised the blond teen seeing as his father always had a bad case of the munchies every time he was drunk. Living where he did it was a bad idea not to pay attention to ones surroundings, something the blond wasn’t doing seeing as he was lost in his mental ranting. Deep chocolate eyes blinked, noticing a sleek black car parked up ahead. It wasn’t normal to see a nice looking car in the area. Jou shrugged it off, it wasn’t any of his business if they were stupid enough to park there, it would only get stolen. Katsuya let out a sharp yelp, feeling something grab his arms and yank him back. ”What da ********> He let out a grunt, being yanked back again so that he stumbled into a darkened ally. Rubbing his now soar arm, the blond looked up to glare at the figure who’d grabbed him. ”Who da hell are ya and what da ya want?” He wasn’t all that surprised he didn’t get an answer. Now pissed off, he growled slightly moving to step around the figure that seemed to be mocking him. ‘a** hole.’ A fist whizzed past his head; taking a step back he lost his footing, but read for the knee that got him in his gut. Stunned and doubled over, Jou didn’t do much other than stager back as the man pushed to slam him against the building’s wall.
Honey colored eyes widened feeling a hand clamp over his mouth. God that smell was horrible; his nose scrunched up, as the eye watering bitterness seemed to clog up his senses. He was starting to feel numb, his throat and nose could only taste and smell the pungent cloth, and his struggling limbs were feeling heavy. Fists slammed weakly at the other’s shoulders. The golden blond tried kicking out, but the figure was painfully pressed against him in a rather compromising position. Jounouchi lifted his heavy head slightly, glazed caramel eyes trying to see who his attacker was. A blurred flash of bright blue was all Jou could make out before he felt himself sag against the man, legs giving out as his mind went blank.
Darkness. It was the only thing the blond was really aware of. His mind was slowly coming back to him, and while Jou knew of something running across his jaw it wasn’t registered at all. The blond was jerked up, but he was confused as to why he landed on something relatively soft. Things started to click in, and slowly Katsuya was aware that his head hurt and he felt like he’d been hit by a bus.
He let out a groan, shifted a bit before heavy eyelids blinked open. Everything was a bit blurry still but it was already starting to clear up. It was dark, that much was for sure, and it seemed to have thick curtans to block out any light. Something moving caught his attention and surprised chocolate eyes focused on whom he now assumed to be his allyway attacker.
”Kaiba!” His anger flared as he sat up, growling slightly. ”What da hell! So ya’ve lowered ta kidnappin’?” He and the CEO had never gotten along, they hated each other and just about everyone knew it. How could Jounouchi not get pissed off at the brunet though? He was a self centered, egotistical zombie. Apparently he’d have to add kidnapper to the list now. ”Dis is ridiculous!” He muttered, moving off the bed and towards the door.
Kaiba was crazy if he thought the blond would just stay in a room. Why the other had even brought him here didn’t even cross his mind, he was too pissed to do much thinking. Jou reached for the door handle, glad to be out of here and away from the a** hole he had sworn to hate. It seemed there was a different fate for the blond, something jerking him back by his neck. The lithe teen landed on his back, coughing up a storm as his hand went to rub his soar throat.
Confused dark eyes blink, his hand feeling cold metal instead of his skin. His fingers trailed along the collar before running up what appeared to be a… chain. ”Wha… What da hell is goin’ on, Kaiba.” He turned to glare up at the brunet. To say he was confused was an understatement; he was confused, pissed off and a bit freaked now… though he wouldn’t admit to it. What the hell was going on, and more importantly why was he chained to a ******** wall.
With a soft growl, Jounouchi stood and launched at the brunet, gripping the collar of his shirt. ”Ya got some nerve, moneybags!” He was prepared to go violent if the brunet tried anything funny. Chained or not he could take Kaiba on. Katsuya was getting the stupid thing off him and leave. ”Now take it off!”
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Posted: Tue Aug 11, 2009 6:32 pm
▄▀▄▀ ₭ a i b a ₴ e t o ▀▄▀▄ xxxxxxxxxxxxx"Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies." "Pushing all the mercy down, down, down."xxxxxxxxxxxxx "All my hate can not be bound, I will see you screaming." ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ Kidnapping?
He scoffed at such a comment. Ridiculous and ignorant mutt. How dare he suggest he would lower himself to such a petty standard. Kaiba Seto did not kidnap. No, he was too good for that. After all, how do you kidnap what you own? Wouldn't that just be beside the point of it really? Whatever, he might have taken the other, but it wasn't anything that wouldn't be done sooner or later from hanging out with the damned midget. But at least he was safe with Kaiba.
Safe in the sense that he would be locked out of harms way, and what Kaiba did to the boy wasn't nearly as bad as what others could do. Jou was safe there, and Kaiba was quite content with that mindset. Though no matter what he told himself, that cruel and taunting smirk appeared on his face as he watched the confused little blond. He reminded Kaiba of the dogs that ran around in a circle and yet couldn't figure out why they couldn't move anymore when their chain wrapped around the pole. It fit the other quite well if he did say so himself. Which he did.
The launching was more than welcome, and that same smirk stayed in place, bright blue eyes dimming to a much richer midnight blue in the light. "Stupid worthless mongrel," he stated, voice low and barely above a whisper. His gaze moved up, meeting heated amber straight on before he raised an eyebrow. He didn't see why the other was so angered, it wasn't like he had done any real damage to him yet. It wasn't like Jou would have just came along willingly, he had no choice but to do what he did. "I thought it was quite obvious what was going on, but don't worry, I'm sure your pathetic mind will catch up soon enough."
Perhaps it would, Kaiba still wasn't completely sure when it came to Jou's mind. He wasn't even sure the other had one at times. But as was obvious, he wasn't really all that amused. Not as amused as he should have been though in such a situation. How boring really, he personally was hoping the teen would have at least tried to punch him.
Once more, the brunet CEO gave a sound of semi-amusement, or more like a dark chuckle. Such petty demands were ridiculous. If the other hadn't learned by now that Kaiba didn't take to what people told him to do, then he was going to find out the hard way.
And so he moved, pushing the teen back as he stood, pale hand coming up to detach the other's grip from the collar of his shirt. When the other became stubborn, he kneed the teen directly in the gut, yanking the mutt's grip away before forcing him around, pinning one of the hands behind the teen's back as he pushed him face down into the bed, low chuckle leaving his lips. "Now now, mutt, you have to do better than that," he drawled out near the other's ear, smirking. "Think of this as a game. You break, and I win. If you don't, well, it'll just prolong my amusement. Either way, Puppy, you aren't going anywhere." He pressed the teen harder down against the bed, putting half is weight on the other, though he made sure he didn't end up breaking any bone in the other's arm from the position, lips finding their way to the back of the teen's neck, a low dark growl leaving his lips. "This is where you belong, mutt. Now you can be a good little dog, and play nice, or I'll have to force you to play nice. It all depends on you really."
The sound of a gun cocking filled the room, and he placed the barrel directly against the teen's cheek, letting his weight up a bit so the other could breathe. "And I'm sure you don't really want to be on the end of my forcing, now do you, mutt?"
▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxxxxxxx"I'm above you, smiling as you drown, drown, drown." "I want you crying while you're bloody down in front of me."xxxxxxxxx "And I pull the trigger and you're down, down, down."
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 8:26 am
» J o u n o u c h i « x
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x"I’m lost in a world that wont stop spinning.
The darkness consumes me and I’m suffocating.
Confusion sets in, and suddenly I’m falling.
I can’t see anything.
Cold and alone, yet I can hear you breathing.
I know you’re there, you keep on touching.
Tell me who you are; I know the voice that’s speaking.
Everything is foggy.
Someone please help me!" x
x» K a t s u y a « •xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx• What was Kaiba up to? Jounouchi still couldn’t understand why he was here; what purpose did it serve? All he and Kaiba ever did was fight, so being chained in some room with his prime enemy was confusing and frustrating. The CEO had kidnapped him for some new level of discrimination… the b*****d. Well Jou had no intention of just taking it, he could handle whatever the brunet decided to dish out. The blond wasn’t a dog, and Kaiba couldn’t do whatever he wanted; especially when it involved other people. At the worthless mongrel comment, Jou’s grip on the brunet’s shirt tightened as he let out a low growl. What had he ever done to Kaiba? The first time he had said two words to Kaiba was back in Grandpa’s when all he had done was ask if the brunet wanted a duel. Ever since then he’d been known as “the mutt,” or “Bonkotsu” which was just as annoying. He wasn’t third rate, yet it seemed before he had even gotten the chance to show that Kaiba had pegged him as pathetic. The comment about his intelligence was proof of that. ”How’s anyone supposed ta get what’s goin’ on when da person who hates ‘em da most kidnaps ‘em and chains ‘em in a room! What? Ya goin’ ta kill me ‘r somethin‘?” Katsuya wanted to laugh. He’d never worried about Kaiba overstepping and going after his life. If the CEO killed him, Yuugi and his friends would come looking and learn that the brunet had killed him. Kaiba was the obvious choice after all, though Jou supposed if he didn’t expect Kaiba to kill him neither would Yuugi… but they would figure it out. ”You couldn’t get away with it with Yuugi around.” So why would he be here? The joke was a stupid one. Kaiba probably had him in here to toy with him. In a few hours he’d be on his way home. How to get his pay back was a good question. It wasn’t like someone would believe Kaiba Seto, CEO of Kaiba Corporation had kidnapped a nameless, poor brat from the bad end of town. He’d figure something out though. For now he wanted to make it clear he wasn’t about to put up with any of Kaiba’s bullshit. So when Kaiba moved to pull his grip loose, Jou only shifted to keep a better hold. The sharp pain in his gut, however, had him doubling over and left him being swung around like a rag doll. Katsuya growled, trying to get out from under the brunet, the painful angle of his arm prevented that. ”Get da ******** off a me!” He shouted, trying to pull his arm free, ignoring the shiver that went down his spine from the leer in his ear. Jounouchi let out an short groan, feeling the other male’s weight crush down on his lungs. A game? So this was some toying game for Kaiba. Figures. Though it seemed a bit too far for Jou. His shouts were muffled by the mattress, and the blond tried shifted into a different position which would allow him to breath. If Kaiba thought he was giving in, the brunet had something else coming. He’d never give the egotistical freak the satisfaction. Shooting pain was running up his arm at the way the taller teen was leaning on him. Play nice!? Kaiba called this nice! What a load of bullshit! Katsuya’s struggling ended abruptly, hearing a clicking sound resonating throughout the room. That couldn’t be what he thought it was. Why would Kaiba even have one? From what he knew about the taller teen, he hated weapons -- after all he did take a Ordinance manufacturer and turned it into a game systems company. There was no way he would have -- A gun!? The golden blond didn’t move, amber eyes locked on the gun that was pressed to his cheek. Was Kaiba actually going to kill him? ”What d’ya want Kaiba?” With a barrel of a gun pressed to his face there wasn’t much he could do. Was this a bluff? Maybe the gun wasn’t loaded. He couldn’t test that theory of course, but the idea of the taller brunet with an actual weapon was surprising. The lithe teen didn’t move much, though he slowly shifted to get his trapped arm into a bit more comfortable position. ”Put that god damn thing away.” Jou moved his head as far from the black metal as possible, which wasn’t far. ”Ya… Ya can’t just go ‘round pushin’ guns in peoples faces. Get off.” Oh as soon as that thing was away he was going to give Kaiba a good kick. •xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•
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Posted: Sun Sep 06, 2009 6:46 pm
▄▀▄▀ ₭ a i b a ₴ e t o ▀▄▀▄ xxxxxxxxxxxxx"Thumbing through the pages of my fantasies." "Pushing all the mercy down, down, down."xxxxxxxxxxxxx "All my hate can not be bound, I will see you screaming." ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ What did he want? Well, that was a good question, what DID he actually want? Several flashes entered the stoic boy's mind and he gave out a low chuckle- which was probably more of a amused snicker than anything else. Oh how the mutt was oblivious to what he actually wanted. At the same time, Kaiba made several notes that if the mutt did know, then he'd have more of a problem actually getting it than he needed. Kaiba played smart. The smart way was the easier way; why work harder when you didn't have to? Especially on something as worthless as Jounouchi.
But as the teen shifted, Kaiba just pressed him closer to the bed. There was no smirk on the elder teen's features, just something that was crossed with annoyance and pure amusement. Much like a child taking a doll, hanging it from a ceiling fan, and watching the the thing get torn apart and fly to opposite ends of the room. And at that moment, Jou was the doll in the equation.
The brunet didn't speak for several minutes, simply musing over a few things before he decided to 'humor' the blond's request. Which in truth, wasn't really doing them at all, he just moved a bit up, practically straddling the teen's back, knee holding down the teen's arm, though the brunet was careful not to actually sit on the teen. Kaiba wasn't heavy, but if he wanted to, he could easy stop the blond's breathing.
Now that his hand was free, he took the opportunity to run his fingers through the blond's hair, gun still in place by the teen's face. "Actually, mutt, I'm quite able to do to you whatever I see fit." The oh so cold smirk that Kaiba was known for slowly appeared on the brunet's stone facade. He leaned down, gun moving, tilting the teen's head up a bit. "In fact, you should be thanking me, mutt. At least here you get to choose what happens to you," he drawled out, sarcastic tone entering his voice.
Oh yes, Kaiba was a crafty thing. He had been planning this for a while now, and with planning, came observation. Or for yet of a better word, stalking. Alas, Kaiba would never lower himself to using such a word, it was clearly an observation on one of the 'top' duelists. Personally, Kaiba never saw the mutt as more as a... well, he supposed 'waste' would be a good word. How he even got to near top was a mystery to him as well as several others. Kaiba blamed it on computer error where other people just thought the blond got lucky.
Ha, luck. There was no such thing. And if by some chance there was, then Jounouchi didn't have any.
That was aside the point though. The point of the matter was that Kaiba knew everything Jounouchi could ever want to hide, or that's what Kaiba mentally boasted to himself. He watched, observed, knew when the blond would get out to go get things for the drunken fool of a parental figure, and then what would happen when he got bad.
Why didn't he stop it? Why should he? That wasn't his place to intervene anyway. Worthless mutt should have been able to at least crawl out of that with some dignity. He had seen Jounouchi fight at least once, and while Kaiba personally thought he had seen rabbits more fierce, the mutt could have fought back.
Once more, he found himself deep in thought and snapped back to the blond under him, fingers tightening around the fist full of hair he now hand in his hand, pulling the teen's head back, cobalt eyes just gazing down at him. "Make yourself comfortable, mutt, this is your new home. I'll make sure your little friends don't start putting lost dog posters around town," he stated, moving back and now pressing harder on the uncomfortable angle it was already in as he put the gun away. "Not that they cared, your father didn't," he added, free hand locking the chain on the bed in place so the mutt couldn't go too far away from the current spot he was in.
"You won't be leaving here mutt, get use to it." With that said, Kaiba let go of the other and turned on his heel, smirking as he reached the door. "Oh, and go ahead and scream as much as you want. I doubt anyone will hear you." And just like that, Kaiba made his way out of the room, slamming the door and locking it behind him.
Mokuba was waiting on the top of the basement stairs for his brother, grey eyes looking worried as the bruent made his way past him. Well there was his brother, now where was the other. "Where is Jounouchi, Nii-sama?"
Kaiba paused, glancing down to the small boy, reaching out to give the teen a gentle pat on the head. "In his room thinking of a way to 'thank' me, Mokuba."
"So he's...staying?" Mokuba asked, perking up at the idea of having someone around the house that wasn't a maid or a tutor.
"Yes. Give him a hour or so before you go bother him. The mutt is still adjusting to his new arrangements after all." Mokuba just nodded excessively, and Kaiba gave a small smirk, ruffling the teen's hair. "Good, now get your homework done, I have a few things I need to take care of."
And just like that, Kaiba turned and made his way towards his study, cell flipped open as he started to dial a few numbers. First thing was first, he needed to make sure the mutts little friends wouldn't provide a problem.
▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxx ▬ xxxxxxxxx"I'm above you, smiling as you drown, drown, drown." "I want you crying while you're bloody down in front of me."xxxxxxxxx "And I pull the trigger and you're down, down, down."
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Posted: Mon Sep 07, 2009 2:07 pm
» J o u n o u c h i « "I’m lost in a world that wont stop spinning.
The darkness consumes me and I’m suffocating.
Confusion sets in, and suddenly I’m falling.
I can’t see anything."
» K a t s u y a « •xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx•xxxxx• The new position he was in was even more uncomfortable, when Kaiba had moved he couldn’t breath for a moment -- a thought that unsettled him greatly. So now not only did he have a gun pressed to his face, but if the brunet wanted to he could cut off Jou’s breathing. Kaiba thought he could do whatever he wanted!? What a load of bullshit! He had to know that he couldn’t do anything he wanted if it involved other people! Talk about spoiled brat. He should be thanking Kaiba!? Honey eyes widened slightly. There was no way he knew! No one knew about his father. There was no way that the CEO could; his friends didn’t even know. How was that even possible!? ”Choose!? What s**t, Kaiba! If I had a choice I wouldn’t be here!” The blond growled, eyes still locked on the gun. He had been kidnapped and now was supposed to think he could “decide what happens to him.” Kaiba may think he knew everything about Jou, but how could anyone. They couldn’t understand anything about it. Why didn’t he just leave? His father was an abusive drunk, but he wouldn’t survive without Katsuya. No one would pay the bills, put food on the table. How could Jou lower himself to that level. His father would end up dying and the blond refused to have something like that on his shoulders. The golden haired teen winced at the next comment. He couldn’t deny it though, his father wouldn’t care… Well he would once he realized there wasn’t food on the table, and when the electricity bill wasn’t paid. ”My friends would believe whatever s**t you tell them.” Katsuya growled again, turning his head a bit to glare at Kaiba as best he could. ”You hate me an’ I hate you. They would’ve no reason at believe a word ya said ‘bout me, ya p***k!” Why would his friends believe Kaiba anyway!? He could just imagine Kaiba saying something to them and Honda decking him in the face. The mental picture brought a slight smile to Jou’s face. Honda would punch the b*****d. ”Wait… home?” He scrambled to sit up, watching the brunet make his way towards the door. ”You can’t keep me here against my will! Kaiba! Damn it, I wont stay here!” He moved forward, gagging slightly has the chain wouldn’t let him get off the bed. ”Kaiba. Kaiba!” Jounouchi shouted after the brunet, turning and pulling at the chain once the door was closed. There was no way the brunet was going to get away with this. Someone would miss him! His friends! His friends would, and then they would come looking for him. They would, Jou knew they would. They had to! The blond still didn’t understand what the CEO wanted with him. Kaiba thought of him as a worthless mutt, so then it didn’t make sense that he would go through all the trouble of kidnapping him. So then was this some kind of trap to lure Yuugi into another duel? It seemed a bit drastic for a card game. Damn it all Kaiba was such an a**. Katsuya continued to pull at the chain for a while, letting out a shout for help here and there. He wasn’t sure how long he had been at it, but he was leaning against the head board when the door opened back up. Jou was more than ready to start raising hell and screaming at Kaiba to let him go. And he would have if it was the elder Kaiba. ”Hi Jounouchi-san!” Mokuba smiled, bouncing over to him and setting a tray of food down on the table next to the bed. ”I was so happy to hear you’re staying with us! We’re going to have so much fun; playing video games, or board games! Oh! Oh! Or duel monsters!”The younger Kaiba continued on his ideas of what they could do, Jounouchi debating on what to say. The raven haired boy looked so happy. He wanted to get out of here, to leave and never see Kaiba ever again. But the way Mokuba was talking about the things they were going to do, and how amazing his big brother was, Jou wasn’t sure he could say anything.
Mokuba continued to talk for a while longer before Jou got the chance to get a word in. ”Mokuba!” When the younger boy stopped and gave the blond a curious and slightly hurt look from being snapped at the blond smiled slightly. ”Playing games sounds like a lot of fun. But I don’t have any of my things here. I really need to go home and get some stuff. Could you let me out of here? Then we can play a lot of games.” He felt so low lying to Mokuba like that, but he had to get out of here. Whatever Kaiba was trying to do was not in his best interest, Katsuya was sure of that.
Mokuba seemed to think things over for a moment before a huge smile spread across his face. ”Seto should have thought of that. I’ll go inform him right now. I’m sure he can make arrangements to have you go get things.” And with that the younger Kaiba ran out of the room, Jou shouting after him to wait.
Great. Now Kaiba was going to be told and his plan to have Mokuba free him was out the window. Damn it all. Jounouchi turned and started pulling at the chain again, though it didn’t do much. With a slight growl, Katsuya stared off to the wall. Chocolate eyes drifted to the food eventually, eyeing it for a moment before he started to eat it. He’d need his strength if he was given the change to get out of this… hell hole.
Once Jounouchi was finished eating he flopped down against the bed. Great, not only was he chained to a bed in his rivals home, but on top of it all he was bored out of his mind. There was nothing to do but sit there. Though he was tired. Perhaps a nap would be a good thing, there was nothing else to do after all. So Katsuya laid down on the bed, as best the chain and collar would let him, sleep overtaking him a few moments after.
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x "Cold and alone, yet I can hear you breathing.
I know you’re there, you keep on touching.
Tell me who you are; I know the voice that’s speaking.
Everything is foggy.
Someone please help me!"
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