Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters, so don't sue. My first attempt at Fan-fiction (can you tell?), criticism is welcomed but be kind.
Blue Eyes, Cold Heart
Chapter One
He woke from a dream, dripping in sweat and confused. He tried to shake the feeling...the feeling of hot lips pressing into his and of strange whispers in his ear. He felt embarrassed. The dream had been like many he had experienced, and he almost expected to occur, but this was different. He couldn't put his finger on it but it gnawed at him. There was something oddly familiar about the sensation, about the person he was dreaming of sharing the sensation with, yet he was sure it was no one he knew. As his sweat dried he began to shiver and the uneasy feeling was soon replaced by other, smaller worries. He checked the bedside clock and in a frustrated gesture pushed the damp blonde strands hair hanging in his face away. No point staying in bed, he thought, vaguely trying to recall further details about the dream. He decided the best path of action right now would be a shower, he could think about it there.
It was an unusually warm and humid day as Jounouchi lumbered his way towards school. The barely there niggling feeling the dream had left over, the large amounts of caffeine and the lack of food made everything about the street and the air around him seem surreal. He stopped at a small newsagent shop to grab a cereal bar of some sort and wolfed it down, but it didn't seem to quell the uneasiness and strangeness he was experiencing. The shower had done nothing to clear his head, nor had it helped him remember. Only sensations and feelings seemed to push their way through to make themselves known. It angered him slightly that his subconscious would not yield more of what obviously had been an intense and enjoyable experience, yet in a way, he felt as if he was being protected from something which might have disturbed him.
He shrugged it off as the school building came into sight and thought about what he could do to amuse himself throughout the increasingly hot day. He felt reassured as he saw Téa and Yugi waiting for him on the steps of the entrance to the building.
'Would you believe it? Jou is actually early? Whatever happened?" Téa mocked, feigning surprise as the blonde ambled towards his friends.
'Morning all,' he mumbled through a stifled yawn. He stretched, and yawned again, this time obviously.
'Hey, keep that great cake-hole of yours closed, Jou. Someone might fall in and hurt themselves.' Téa laughed at his expression and sat down next to Yugi, who was buried under a pile of large textbooks.
'Heh, very funny Téa, how would you like yours shut with jaw wire?'
'Someone got out on the wrong side of bed this morning!' Was the exclamation, as Yugi looked at Téa who raised an eyebrow in jest, and then scratches his head. 'So, what's wrong with you?'
'Ah, I dunno. I had this strange dream, woke up too early, realized I'd run out of food and...oh, I dunno.' Jou flailed his arms half-heartedly and looked at the floor in bemusement.
'What kind of dream?' The small spiky-haired teen asked, stashing away his textbooks into an already overstuffed bag. 'Scary? Weird? Enlightening...?'
'Scary, weird...but,'
'But?'
'But nice, I guess?' Proffered Jou, still looking very hard at the floor and rubbing the back of his neck.
In the kind of naivety and innocence one could only expect from Yugi, (even though everyone knew he wasn't as pure as he liked to make out,) the small teen's face went blank and he looked at Jou with a totally earnest expression. 'What do you mean?' He questioned hesitantly, searching his friend's face.
'Eh, never mind. Come on, we should probably head towards class now.' There was a general murmur of agreement and Yugi started to hoist his book-laden bag towards the doors, when something crashed into the trio, swore loudly and knocked Jou and Yugi to the ground.
'Ow, ow, ouch.' Yugi rubbed his back and winced. 'Oh, hey Kaiba, you seem to be in a rush...'
'Yeah, and I would be where I'm supposed to be if it wasn't for idiots like you standing in my way!' Kaiba hissed loudly and cast a disdainful glare over Jou, who was covering his face and swearing to himself. Yugi shrugged and made to get up, but the blonde, who was bleeding slightly from his brow, got up and shot Kaiba a furious look, still swearing under his breath and trying hard to direct a new found anger, as hot as the humid day, into some form of coherent speech.
'Yeah? And why don't you look where you're going for once, you arrogant, self important, snot faced snob! How about a little respect eh? After all we've done for you too, you piece of –'
'Jou, calm down, we're all friends here, right?' Yugi smiled grimly, ignoring the steadily growing ache in his back. 'Friends look out for each-'
'Spare me the pep-talk, Yugi,' sighed Kaiba, rolling his eyes dramatically, 'and tell your imbecile friend here to back off!' He waved at the blonde, but Jou was advancing on Kaiba, looking manic, anger pouring from his very being, something dangerous flashing about his eyes. 'He's going to start frothing at the mouth any minute,' Kaiba laughed, but he did so nervously. Jou ignored him and bared his teeth.
'I think he's got concussion,' Téa said softly, glancing at Yugi. He gulped and nodded silently, knowing that something was about to happen, yet realizing that any action against it would be futile, not to mention foolish. The day darkened all of a sudden as a sense expectation filled the air, making it heavy.
The following scene seemed to happen in slow motion: Jou tightened a fist by his side, and then smoothly arched it through the air, directly for Kaiba's face. Kaiba, to quick even for an enraged Jou grabbed the boy's wrist as it flew at his face. He then twisted it away in a slow, deliberate, obviously painful motion and a triumphant smirk spread across the pale and pointed face. Jou winced, staggered and growled, but Kaiba was too busy feeling smug and directing more pressure to the already strained joint to notice Jou's other fist heading for his jaw. There was a dull thwack, and Kaiba staggered backwards. A crowd had gathered and their noisy presence acted to bring back a normal kind time-speed. The pale teen tentatively touched his lip, and when he saw blood staining his long pale fingers, his startled look shifted into an animalistic snarl.
The crowd began to chant with relish. 'Fight! Fight! Fight!' echoed around the school-grounds, and the curious onlookers had arranged themselves into a crude arena. Jou panted with effort and pain, he held his wrist gingerly before preparing to start again.
'Jou, Seto, no!' called Yugi, lost somewhere in the yammering, suffocating mass. Upon hearing his name, Kaiba's snarl grew larger, and the crowd grew louder. Finally, he lunged and grabbed Jou by the middle, and both crashed to the ground. The crowd screamed and cheered as Kaiba landed a well packed punch to the side of the blonde's face. Jou kicked upwards and knocked his adversary away, before tackling him and holding his face down into the asphalt, sticking his knee into Kaiba's chest. Soon, the two teens were rolling around on the ground in a frenzy of blood, sweat and hair. The pair grunted and groaned, screaming a stream of insults breathlessly or roaring in pain. Despite his almost dweeb-like build, Kaiba was a deft fighter and it was obvious that he had the better of the frenzied blonde. The crowd began to gasp and whisper in between cries of pain and humiliation as they realised this was more than just a school-yard scuffle. Some girls began to squeal in a panicked manner and some boys even tried to pry the pair apart, but quickly retreated as feet and fists flew past them.
Amidst all the noise and confusion, someone shouted 'Teacher's coming!' The noise died and hundreds of curious faces turned and necks craned to observe the doom that was about to ensue. Like the Red Sea, the crowd parted silently to reveal a short, balding, yet fierce-some looking man in a sharp grey suit and thick black rimmed glasses. Kaiba had just straddled Jou and was about to land him a final knock-out punch, when he noticed the stern glare of the Principal upon him.
'Oh sure,' Kaiba mumbled, 'walk in when it makes me look like the bad guy...'
The Principal continued to glare at them, his expression going from concerned to enraged in a matter of a few short seconds. He drew a breath, his face reddening and his body shuddering.
'Mr Katsuya Jounouchi and Mr Seto Kaiba!' He roared. 'I am shocked and astounded by this...this complete disregard for the school's reputation and your own reputation!' He continued in his earth-quaking tone.
'Especially you, Mr Kaiba, I certainly did not think you were the sort to engage in such utterly disgusting, shameful behaviour. I want to see you both in my office, now!' He gave them a final bespectacled glare of disapproval and then turned to go. As the Principal stormed off, Jou pushed Kaiba off him and got to his feet rather unsteadily.
'If you think this is over, you are sorely mistaken.' Jou panted, his voice hoarse. Kaiba smirked and got to his feet, before marching steadily into the building. Jou limped after him. The crowd dispersed in a gentle rising of whispers and mutters. Only Téa and Yugi were left, both wearing a confused and worried expression.
'I hope he doesn't get into too much trouble,' Yugi said softly, clutching his bag. Téa nodded and silently they followed the rest of the school inside.
A/N: First chapter done, still polishing off the next few chapters. R&R if you enjoyed/hated it or whatever.