Rowan: I was inspired by Misura's "Dear Diary" story, so right after you've R&R'd this story, go and read all her Jou*Seto stories!

Sakura: Um, okay…

Rowan: Anyway, on with the fic!

Disclaimer: I. Don't. Own. Anything.

Warning: Shounen-ai, maybe some OOCness.

Misprint

Chapter 1

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Jou read the last few lines of his letter.

"Oh, Jou, this is hopeless! You expect a letter to explain all your feelings for him? Honestly!" Jou sighed as he countered Yuugi. "I can't tell it to his face, I'd lose my nerve! And over the telephone is too impersonal. And I don't know his e-mail address, so a letter is the only way."

"You're impossible Jou, you know that?"

"Yeah, you're right."

"Well, you going to print the letter or what?"

Jou moved the cursor up to File and down to Print. "I can do this! I know I can!"

"That's right! Now print it already! You still have to finish that article for the school newspaper!"

"Oh shit! I gotta work on that now!" Jou clicked on New document instead and rapidly started typing.

~*~

"Jou, you got the article?" Ryuuji Otogi, Editor-In-Chief of the school newspaper, the Domino Blocks, asked.

"Yeah, it's on this disk. I ran out of ink at home." Jou handed the floppy to Ryuuji. "Can you print it up here?"

The raven-haired teen grinned. "Yeah, I can do that. What's it under?"

"Uh, newspaper article number six, I think."

"Okay, thanks! See you tomorrow Jou!"

Jou waved. "Yeah, see you!"

~*~

Jou walked out into the February chill. "Gee, it's cold out here!"

"What, is the mutt's coat not thick enough for winter?" a voice as cold as the wind asked harshly.

Jou swirled around to glare at the taller boy standing in front of him. "Kaiba," he growled.

Seto laughed harshly. "Who else? Who else calls you 'dog'?"

"I'm not a dog! Stop calling me that!"

"Oh, doesn't the puppy like being called such names by his master?'

Jou bared his teeth menacingly at Seto. "You're not my master, Kaiba."

"Oh, no?"

"No! Just leave me alone!" Jou stormed away angrily, shivering inside his rather inadequate winter coat.

Seto watched Jou walk away and noticed how he shivered in his jacket. 'Poor puppy. He needs a thicker winter jacket. He'll catch cold for sure in this weather! It's amazing that he lasted through the holidays seemingly unscathed!' Seto shook his head at his stupidity. 'If you care so much, why don't you get him a coat yourself? It's not like you can't afford it!'

Seto smirked. 'Good idea.'

~*~

"Mokuba, er, you don't happen to have Motou Yuugi's telephone number, do you?" Seto asked his brother when he got home.

The raven-haired boy smiled confusedly at his brother over his homework. "Whatever for Seto?"

"I-I just need to call him! Why is none of your business!"

Mokuba nodded knowingly. "Okay, sure. Here, I've got it written down in here," Mokuba handed a small notebook to the brunette.

"Thank you Mokuba. Finish up your homework now." Seto took the notebook into his office and dialed Yuugi's number.

"Moshi moshi, Motou residence, Yuugi speaking," a cheery voice on the opposite line said.

"Yuugi? It's Kaiba."

"Kaiba? What can I do for you?" Yuugi asked in an exuberant tone.

"Ano…what size would you say Jounouchi is?"

The voice that answered Seto's inquiry was flustered. "Ano…er…ah..why do you want to know?"

"I'm buying him a dog suit to wear," Seto answered sarcastically.

"Er…"

"I just noticed that he could use a new winter coat is all," Seto replied truthfully.

"No, seriously. Why do you want Jou's clothing size?"

Seto glared at the phone angrily. "I am telling the truth."

"Ah…medium, I think."

"Thanks Yuugi." Seto placed the telephone back in the holder. "Mokuba! We're going shopping!"

~*~

"Why are we looking for a coat? I already have one and you have two, so why are we looking for more? And in the mediums? You're not a medium," Mokuba bubbled over with curiosity.

"Er…I just…umm…," Seto stuttered. "What color should we get?" he asked instead, fingering a royal blue one.

"Ew no! Not that one! Royal blue's good for you Seto, but I like the light blue much better for Jou," Mokuba insisted.

"How'd you…what do you…Mokuba, were you eavesdropping?" Seto asked suspiciously.

Mokuba blinked his eyes innocently. "Eavesdrop? Me?"

Seto shook his head. "I'm not falling for that, Mokuba. You were eavesdropping. Now, what did you hear?"

"Just that you wanted to know Jou's clothing size because you wanted to get him a new coat. I think that's very sweet of you, Seto, to get Jou a winter jacket for Valentine's Day."

"Valentine's Day?" Seto asked, confused.

"Yeah, it's tomorrow, remember? How charming of you to proclaim your love for Jou on that day of all holidays!" Mokuba smiled up at his brother's panic-stricken face. "Seto, I never figured you as the romantic type. Are you going to recite a poem to him as well?"

"Va-Valentine's Day is tomorrow?"

~*~

Ryuuji double-checked the final copy of the newspaper one last time before closing up for the day. He nodded when he found everything to be in perfect order. But wait…

"What's this? Jou's article doesn't seem to be quite what I assigned him last meeting. How strange," the ebony-haired editor remarked after skimming the article. "Oh well, I suppose he thought this would be more appropriate for Valentine's Day. Well, he better get me that article that I wanted him to write to put in the March edition. Now his articles will be behind and I won't be able to give him the article on international universities in June. Honestly though, Jou should have consulted me first about this! And it's too late to change it now. I'll just have to speak to him tomorrow about it."

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Rowan: I bet you're all wondering what I'm planning, aren't you?

Sakura: I'm sure they are.

Rowan: Well, review please! Next chapter: what exactly happened to that letter of Jou's?

Sakura: Like we care?

Rowan: You might not care, but I'm sure somebody's curious! Right?