A/N: Kaiba x Jounouchi. Shounen ai and character analysis and
obscure references to the song "Falling Is Like This." Lyrics
at the end if you want 'em, but I'm afraid I forget who it's by.
Hey, I wrote this in one night- go me! -^__^- *makes her
little brother's Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy Lego figures
smooch in a celebratory sort of way*
"Three Simple Rules"
Jounouchi and Kaiba, Kaiba and Jounouchi. The two most precious
counterparts of the King of Games- Jounouchi who is his
foundation, and Kaiba who is his rival, who he fought so very
hard to defeat. The ones who build him up and tear him down and
love him as much as they hate him.
Jounouchi was a rival when he and Yuugi Mutou first met. He
stole his priceless puzzle piece, mocked him, spoke as harshly
as he could yet still not harshly enough to irreversibly wound.
Then he just turned around; a complete one-eighty that changed
him from a schoolyard punk to the Game King's closest friend.
Then Seto Kaiba, who has honestly tried to kill that same Game
King on numerous occasions, who treats Katsuya Jounouchi as if
he is nothing. Who loves his brother so deeply, as deeply as
Jounouchi ever loved Shizuka, and is so cold and ruthless that
it hurts to think of what in his life made him that way.
Why are they so alike? Such perfect contrasts, such gorgeous
foils . . . so unalike, so exactly the same. Brown eyes, warm
and sweet and soft and always smiling vs. blue eyes; cold, icy,
impassible blue that so rarely thaws. Sometimes people forget
whose are whose.
And the soft, wild blond hair, and the neat, sharp brown locks .
. . the ferocity, the anger, the refusal to surrender; both
lanky and smirking and so damn good at what they do. If either
of them were lost, what would the King of Games be? With no
conflict, he could not play his precious games; with no support,
he could not win them.
This strange pair, who contrast in color and persona, and yet at
the same time are exactly the same. Put Jounouchi in Seto
Kaiba's world, he would turn out exactly the same as the other
had, and vice versa. And together, what are they? Some have
seen them dance, seen them fight on the same side- albeit
unwillingly- and nothing could be more fascinating than to see
them both struggling for control when it is clear that neither
It is certain now: even if they try to deny it, even if they
cannot bring themselves to admit it to anyone, Seto Kaiba and
Katsuya Jounouchi are in love with each other. They are drawn
to their warped reflection and desire more than anything to
become it. Kaiba wants friends, loathe as he is to confess such
a weakness; and Jounouchi wants control over his own fate.
Still, they try to fight it, to deny what it is their hearts beg
to have. But it's like trying to fight gravity on a planet
that's insisting: this is love, and you're falling. Get used to
it and enjoy the ride.
They're falling alone, though, and it's dark and lonely and
they're both so afraid. And they aren't even so far along yet-
they're still just barely scratching the surface. They still
imagine that they can talk themselves out of it. Give them a
week; then they'll know what a sweet agony love really is. Give
them a month, they'll be ready to die for each other without
flinching and still never say a word as to why.
But right now, they still think they can escape, that they can
fight gravity and get back to where they were, though it's been
too late for that since the day they met. But they still
resist, still don't understand how much better things would feel
if they simply gave in and fell together into that place that
isn't dark and lonely at all.
So together they're alone and frightened and so certain that
this feeling inside will not ever be reciprocated. Together
they're falling, but not with that irreplaceable one that they
And they hate and they hate and they love and they love and lust
makes them hold each other for just a moment too long when they
collide even as loathing makes them shove too harshly away.
And Jounouchi hides too often under false laughter, as Kaiba
hides too often behind his glare, and both of them are falling
faster and faster as the days go by, and really, all hope for
escape has long since died, and they both know with utter,
absolute certainty that those three simple rules of descent now
rule their lives.
Because when you fall, only one of three things ever happens.
Sometimes, you wake up before you hit.
Sometimes you don't, and it kills you.
And sometimes- just sometimes- when you fall . . .
You learn to fly.
* ende *
"Falling Is Like This"
You give me that look that's like laughing
With liquid in your mouth
Like you're choosing between choking
And spitting it all out
Like you're trying to fight gravity
On a planet that insists
That love is like falling
And falling is like this
Feels like reckless driving when we're talking
It's fun while it lasts, and it's faster than walking
But no one's going to sympathize when we crash
They'll say, "you hit what you head for, you get what you ask"
And we'll say we didn't know, we didn't even try
One minute there was road beneath us, the next just sky
I'm sorry I can't help you; I cannot keep you safe
I'm sorry I can't help myself, so don't look at me that way
We can't fight gravity on a planet that insists
That love is like falling
And falling is like this.
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