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YuGiOh (Duke/Tristan/Joey)
Title: Television Game Shows
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misura
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: None. (They're not real gameshows.)
Summary: As a last resort, Otogi supposed he could chuck his TV out of the window and hope they wouldn't jump after it.
AN: With apologies, this fic refers to Duke Devlin as Otogi, to Tristan Taylor as Honda and to Joey Wheeler as Jounouchi.
When he'd first come up with what Otogi liked to think of as 'his brilliant idea' (Jounouchi had used a somewhat less flattering term to describe it, while Honda seemed too embarrassed by the whole thing to even /consider/ recognizing its existence by giving it a description), Otogi had foreseen problems.
In fact, he'd /looked forwards/ to some of those problems. It was true that he genuinely liked Honda, but if Honda possessed one flaw, in Otogi's opinion, it would be that he was predictable. In his more charitable moments, Otogi called it 'dependable', only it basically came down to the same thing.
Honda was solid, level-headed and a genuine nice guy - Otogi rather thought Honda was exactly the kind of person he /never/ dated. There was just something about Honda that screamed 'guilt-trip!' to Otogi, some kind of sign that warned him that Honda would /not/ take well to being picked up, played with and tossed aside again when Otogi'd gotten bored with him.
Jounouchi might say that Otogi didn't /do/ 'guilt' - and he'd be right. Otogi liked games a whole lot more than the average person, and he only took things seriously when he had to. Otogi did things because they were fun, or seemed like they might be fun, and he dated people because they looked like they might be fun to seduce, then date, then dump. Honda looked more like the kind of person it'd be fun to have for a friend - someone to call in the middle of the night when you were stranded in the middle of nowhere to come and pick you up; he'd bitch at you, but he'd come anyway.
Unfortunately, Honda had been fairly clear about his liking Otogi as 'more than a friend' - a stupid way of putting it, if Otogi'd ever heard one, because there'd sure been a whole lot more people he'd consider dating than there were people he'd want as a friend; dates came and went, but friends stayed, if you took care not to mess up too badly. Informing Honda of his view on their being 'more than friends' might, Otogi feared, fall under that last header.
And that was where Jounouchi came in.
Otogi was, of course, aware that Jounouchi and Honda were best friends, even if Jounouchi seemed to hang around Yuugi a lot, while Honda pretended an interest in learning the ins and outs of Dungeon Dice Monsters (Otogi did his best to teach him, but the way Honda looked at him was a little distracting, especially because, well, Honda /was/ attractive). He was also aware that Jounouchi had decided not to like him, no matter what. (Otogi rather doubted if Jounouchi, in turn, was aware that in reaching that decision, he'd painted a big 'seduce me!' sign on his forehead.)
Jounouchi was impulsive, volatile and hostile - a challenge, in other words. To give credit where credit was due, Otogi was sure that, in his own way, Jounouchi could be as dependable as Honda, but with Jounouchi, there'd always be a bit of an edge. Jounouchi was only predictable if you knew him, and if he knew you, and even then only most of the time. On top of all that, Jounouchi was also very much in denial about his crush on Honda. Otogi noticed, but Otogi noticed a lot of things other people didn't.
Otogi supposed he could have made it a love-triangle - he'd seduce Jounouchi, who was in love with Honda, who was in love with Otogi - except that it wouldn't really be a triangle, since Otogi didn't have any unrequited crush (he didn't do those any more than he did guilt) and also since he was hopeful that 'love' was rather a big word for the feelings that were involved.
The plan had been, and still was, to have fun. Getting Jounouchi to own up to his feelings for Honda had been hard, but also fun - one problem solved. Getting Honda to suggest the three of them would get together had been harder, but even more fun - Honda was harder to manipulate than Jounouchi, at least when it involved something that didn't come naturally to him. Otogi also had gotten the uncanny feeling that Honda knew him a little too well; Otogi might, he thought, have gotten Jounouchi to set up a triple-date (a one-and-a-half date? a double-date with only three persons?) except that Honda'd have suspected something then, and Honda simply wasn't any fun at all when he was suspicious. Otogi making the suggestion himself had obviously been out of the question; Jounouchi'd have refused, 'just because', and unlike Honda, Jounouchi was not susceptible to the accusation that he was acting childish, petty or immature. Otogi was tempted to blame Kaiba for that, although Kaiba seemed to find it rather amusing to get Jounouchi riled up and sputtering at him like a ten-year-old.
All in all, Otogi felt things had come together rather neatly. He'd tackled the problem of Honda's genuine niceness by adding Jounouchi to the equation (even if Otogi got tired of Honda, he would be all right), the problem of Jounouchi by being his charming, cool and collected self (and by carefully observing Kaiba to get some hints of what /not/ to do or say) and as a result, he hadn't been bored for a considerable time. Only two immediate problems remained, neither of them expected, and neither of them promising to be much fun solving (sadly).
The first problem involved dinner. Otogi didn't mind pizza - he was a normal human being, after all, not a member of the Kaiba-family. However, there was pizza, and then there was 'the utter travesty of pizza', and Lady Luck had naturally enough decreed that both Jounouchi and Honda should be fans of pizzas with such unspeakable horrors as pineapple and ham on them. A pizza Hawaii was not Otogi's idea of a proper pizza, and Jounouchi's accusation of being a picky eater didn't help any more than Honda's suggestion that Otogi'd simply remove the offending ingredients from his slice of pizza did.
The second problem was more serious, mostly because it was more time-consuming, and it involved Otogi's living-room or, to be more precise, the television that was standing in Otogi's living-room. Otogi barely used it, really - why bother with TV when you had the internet? To Honda and Jounouchi though, he'd discovered quickly, TV was almost as essential to life as oxygen, and far, far more interesting than homework. (Well, okay, Otogi could see how a lot of things might be more interesting than homework. Still, he had a sneaking suspicion that if he were to offer Jounouchi and Honda a choice between spending time with /him/ and spending time in front of his TV while their favorite show was on, his TV would win ten times out of ten.)
Initially, Otogi thought it was kind of cute, in a 'who are these idiots and why did they look a lot sexier ten minutes ago in my bedroom?' sort of way. Jounouchi (predictably) liked cartoons Otogi hadn't thought very funny when he'd been ten, and (less predictably) cooking shows. Honda's tastes ran to anime of the 'lots of violence, zero blood and gore' type and detectives, which Jounouchi 'spoilt' for him half of the time by pointing out the culprit (not always correctly, but often enough for Otogi to decide that either Jounouchi was smarter than he acted, looked and talked, or that the detective-series that Honda liked weren't particularly challenging to the audience's mystery-solving skills.)
When Jounouchi's favorite cooking show was rescheduled and broadcasted at the same time as Honda's favorite 'yes, you /can/ survive having your car blown up, tossed into the ocean and crushed by a giant octopus' action-anime, things got ugly - and Jounouchi (of all people!) getting the bright idea that since it was Otogi's TV, the choice of what program to watch should be Otogi's, too, only made things worse.
Otogi was /good/ at balancing relationships. In fact, 'good' was an understatement - words like 'dazzlingly brilliant' and 'stunningly great' came to mind. However, even Otogi was hard-pressed to keep both Honda and Jounouchi happy and in one bed, even with himself in the middle, with the 'war for the remote' going on in both the living-room and the bedroom. It wasn't even flattering to have both Jounouchi and Honda trying to get in his good graces - in fact, it was a little insulting. Otogi was a lot of things, but he wasn't - well, whatever you called a person who handed over the remote to his TV in exchange for a clumsy french kiss. Clearly, some sort of reaction was called for.
Buying a second TV was out - it'd be giving in, admitting defeat, accepting his loss, in short: unacceptable. Besides, Otogi /liked/ the idea of snuggling on the couch with his two boyfriends next to him. It was fun to watch Honda and Jounouchi watch TV, even when it meant they weren't paying as much attention to /him/. (Or so Otogi had managed to convince himself.)
He couldn't favor Honda over Jounouchi, or vice versa, no more than he could trust the two of them to fight it out on their own. Jounouchi still got his hackles up when Otogi said 'dog-suit'; if Otogi left them to their own devices, he could kiss his nice, two-for-the-price-of-one relationship goodbye.
Then, in a flash of genius, it occured to him.
It was unselfish, charitable, educational and, above all, perfect.
Gameshows.
x
"Man, this guy's dumber than a brick. Even /I/ knew that answer!" Jounouchi grumbled, reaching for a can of cola. "You know, I really don't see what's so great about this."
"/I/ like it," Otogi said serenely.
"Humph."
"Jounouchi's got a point though; anybody'd know that kind of stuff," Honda commented. "I mean, if we're going to watch a gameshow, we might as well watch one that's actually got questions not every normal person would be able to give the right answers to."
"You know a gameshow like that?" Otogi asked, studiously casual.
"Several," Honda replied, frowning. "20 Seconds is probably the one with the hardest questions, though."
"I knew the answer to yesterday's final question!" Jounouchi protested. "20 Seconds isn't that good."
"You only knew the answer because we'd done a project about the Shinsengumi for History," Honda objected. "And I bet you wouldn't have remembered it three weeks from now."
"Go!Go!Go! has got much better questions," Jounouchi declared firmly. "It's more fun, too. See," he turned to Otogi, "when a candidate gets the answer wrong, they get splashed with this gooey, green stuff, and there's also a bonus game where the winner gets to play paintball against a team of - "
"Go!Go!Go! is even dumber than this show!" Honda snorted.
"Is not! Just because there's green goo doesn't mean it's no good!" Jounouchi said.
Otogi sighed and slumped in his lonely spot on the couch as the discussion about which gameshow was the better one went from heated to more heated.
Maybe he'd try historical drama-series next. There weren't a lot of those around, after all.
Author:
misuraRating: PG-13
Warnings: None. (They're not real gameshows.)
Summary: As a last resort, Otogi supposed he could chuck his TV out of the window and hope they wouldn't jump after it.
AN: With apologies, this fic refers to Duke Devlin as Otogi, to Tristan Taylor as Honda and to Joey Wheeler as Jounouchi.
When he'd first come up with what Otogi liked to think of as 'his brilliant idea' (Jounouchi had used a somewhat less flattering term to describe it, while Honda seemed too embarrassed by the whole thing to even /consider/ recognizing its existence by giving it a description), Otogi had foreseen problems.
In fact, he'd /looked forwards/ to some of those problems. It was true that he genuinely liked Honda, but if Honda possessed one flaw, in Otogi's opinion, it would be that he was predictable. In his more charitable moments, Otogi called it 'dependable', only it basically came down to the same thing.
Honda was solid, level-headed and a genuine nice guy - Otogi rather thought Honda was exactly the kind of person he /never/ dated. There was just something about Honda that screamed 'guilt-trip!' to Otogi, some kind of sign that warned him that Honda would /not/ take well to being picked up, played with and tossed aside again when Otogi'd gotten bored with him.
Jounouchi might say that Otogi didn't /do/ 'guilt' - and he'd be right. Otogi liked games a whole lot more than the average person, and he only took things seriously when he had to. Otogi did things because they were fun, or seemed like they might be fun, and he dated people because they looked like they might be fun to seduce, then date, then dump. Honda looked more like the kind of person it'd be fun to have for a friend - someone to call in the middle of the night when you were stranded in the middle of nowhere to come and pick you up; he'd bitch at you, but he'd come anyway.
Unfortunately, Honda had been fairly clear about his liking Otogi as 'more than a friend' - a stupid way of putting it, if Otogi'd ever heard one, because there'd sure been a whole lot more people he'd consider dating than there were people he'd want as a friend; dates came and went, but friends stayed, if you took care not to mess up too badly. Informing Honda of his view on their being 'more than friends' might, Otogi feared, fall under that last header.
And that was where Jounouchi came in.
Otogi was, of course, aware that Jounouchi and Honda were best friends, even if Jounouchi seemed to hang around Yuugi a lot, while Honda pretended an interest in learning the ins and outs of Dungeon Dice Monsters (Otogi did his best to teach him, but the way Honda looked at him was a little distracting, especially because, well, Honda /was/ attractive). He was also aware that Jounouchi had decided not to like him, no matter what. (Otogi rather doubted if Jounouchi, in turn, was aware that in reaching that decision, he'd painted a big 'seduce me!' sign on his forehead.)
Jounouchi was impulsive, volatile and hostile - a challenge, in other words. To give credit where credit was due, Otogi was sure that, in his own way, Jounouchi could be as dependable as Honda, but with Jounouchi, there'd always be a bit of an edge. Jounouchi was only predictable if you knew him, and if he knew you, and even then only most of the time. On top of all that, Jounouchi was also very much in denial about his crush on Honda. Otogi noticed, but Otogi noticed a lot of things other people didn't.
Otogi supposed he could have made it a love-triangle - he'd seduce Jounouchi, who was in love with Honda, who was in love with Otogi - except that it wouldn't really be a triangle, since Otogi didn't have any unrequited crush (he didn't do those any more than he did guilt) and also since he was hopeful that 'love' was rather a big word for the feelings that were involved.
The plan had been, and still was, to have fun. Getting Jounouchi to own up to his feelings for Honda had been hard, but also fun - one problem solved. Getting Honda to suggest the three of them would get together had been harder, but even more fun - Honda was harder to manipulate than Jounouchi, at least when it involved something that didn't come naturally to him. Otogi also had gotten the uncanny feeling that Honda knew him a little too well; Otogi might, he thought, have gotten Jounouchi to set up a triple-date (a one-and-a-half date? a double-date with only three persons?) except that Honda'd have suspected something then, and Honda simply wasn't any fun at all when he was suspicious. Otogi making the suggestion himself had obviously been out of the question; Jounouchi'd have refused, 'just because', and unlike Honda, Jounouchi was not susceptible to the accusation that he was acting childish, petty or immature. Otogi was tempted to blame Kaiba for that, although Kaiba seemed to find it rather amusing to get Jounouchi riled up and sputtering at him like a ten-year-old.
All in all, Otogi felt things had come together rather neatly. He'd tackled the problem of Honda's genuine niceness by adding Jounouchi to the equation (even if Otogi got tired of Honda, he would be all right), the problem of Jounouchi by being his charming, cool and collected self (and by carefully observing Kaiba to get some hints of what /not/ to do or say) and as a result, he hadn't been bored for a considerable time. Only two immediate problems remained, neither of them expected, and neither of them promising to be much fun solving (sadly).
The first problem involved dinner. Otogi didn't mind pizza - he was a normal human being, after all, not a member of the Kaiba-family. However, there was pizza, and then there was 'the utter travesty of pizza', and Lady Luck had naturally enough decreed that both Jounouchi and Honda should be fans of pizzas with such unspeakable horrors as pineapple and ham on them. A pizza Hawaii was not Otogi's idea of a proper pizza, and Jounouchi's accusation of being a picky eater didn't help any more than Honda's suggestion that Otogi'd simply remove the offending ingredients from his slice of pizza did.
The second problem was more serious, mostly because it was more time-consuming, and it involved Otogi's living-room or, to be more precise, the television that was standing in Otogi's living-room. Otogi barely used it, really - why bother with TV when you had the internet? To Honda and Jounouchi though, he'd discovered quickly, TV was almost as essential to life as oxygen, and far, far more interesting than homework. (Well, okay, Otogi could see how a lot of things might be more interesting than homework. Still, he had a sneaking suspicion that if he were to offer Jounouchi and Honda a choice between spending time with /him/ and spending time in front of his TV while their favorite show was on, his TV would win ten times out of ten.)
Initially, Otogi thought it was kind of cute, in a 'who are these idiots and why did they look a lot sexier ten minutes ago in my bedroom?' sort of way. Jounouchi (predictably) liked cartoons Otogi hadn't thought very funny when he'd been ten, and (less predictably) cooking shows. Honda's tastes ran to anime of the 'lots of violence, zero blood and gore' type and detectives, which Jounouchi 'spoilt' for him half of the time by pointing out the culprit (not always correctly, but often enough for Otogi to decide that either Jounouchi was smarter than he acted, looked and talked, or that the detective-series that Honda liked weren't particularly challenging to the audience's mystery-solving skills.)
When Jounouchi's favorite cooking show was rescheduled and broadcasted at the same time as Honda's favorite 'yes, you /can/ survive having your car blown up, tossed into the ocean and crushed by a giant octopus' action-anime, things got ugly - and Jounouchi (of all people!) getting the bright idea that since it was Otogi's TV, the choice of what program to watch should be Otogi's, too, only made things worse.
Otogi was /good/ at balancing relationships. In fact, 'good' was an understatement - words like 'dazzlingly brilliant' and 'stunningly great' came to mind. However, even Otogi was hard-pressed to keep both Honda and Jounouchi happy and in one bed, even with himself in the middle, with the 'war for the remote' going on in both the living-room and the bedroom. It wasn't even flattering to have both Jounouchi and Honda trying to get in his good graces - in fact, it was a little insulting. Otogi was a lot of things, but he wasn't - well, whatever you called a person who handed over the remote to his TV in exchange for a clumsy french kiss. Clearly, some sort of reaction was called for.
Buying a second TV was out - it'd be giving in, admitting defeat, accepting his loss, in short: unacceptable. Besides, Otogi /liked/ the idea of snuggling on the couch with his two boyfriends next to him. It was fun to watch Honda and Jounouchi watch TV, even when it meant they weren't paying as much attention to /him/. (Or so Otogi had managed to convince himself.)
He couldn't favor Honda over Jounouchi, or vice versa, no more than he could trust the two of them to fight it out on their own. Jounouchi still got his hackles up when Otogi said 'dog-suit'; if Otogi left them to their own devices, he could kiss his nice, two-for-the-price-of-one relationship goodbye.
Then, in a flash of genius, it occured to him.
It was unselfish, charitable, educational and, above all, perfect.
Gameshows.
x
"Man, this guy's dumber than a brick. Even /I/ knew that answer!" Jounouchi grumbled, reaching for a can of cola. "You know, I really don't see what's so great about this."
"/I/ like it," Otogi said serenely.
"Humph."
"Jounouchi's got a point though; anybody'd know that kind of stuff," Honda commented. "I mean, if we're going to watch a gameshow, we might as well watch one that's actually got questions not every normal person would be able to give the right answers to."
"You know a gameshow like that?" Otogi asked, studiously casual.
"Several," Honda replied, frowning. "20 Seconds is probably the one with the hardest questions, though."
"I knew the answer to yesterday's final question!" Jounouchi protested. "20 Seconds isn't that good."
"You only knew the answer because we'd done a project about the Shinsengumi for History," Honda objected. "And I bet you wouldn't have remembered it three weeks from now."
"Go!Go!Go! has got much better questions," Jounouchi declared firmly. "It's more fun, too. See," he turned to Otogi, "when a candidate gets the answer wrong, they get splashed with this gooey, green stuff, and there's also a bonus game where the winner gets to play paintball against a team of - "
"Go!Go!Go! is even dumber than this show!" Honda snorted.
"Is not! Just because there's green goo doesn't mean it's no good!" Jounouchi said.
Otogi sighed and slumped in his lonely spot on the couch as the discussion about which gameshow was the better one went from heated to more heated.
Maybe he'd try historical drama-series next. There weren't a lot of those around, after all.