Summary: After his defeat in the school duel, Chazz is summoned back to his brothers' mansion for "business" reasons. When he returns a month later, he's not the same arrogant, egotistical person he once was. Seeing this change, his biggest rival, Jaden Yuki, plans to figure out the reason once and for all. Rivalshipping.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! GX
Warnings: Abuse, possible non-con (I haven't decided yet)
Author's note: So I've has this written for a while, but I didn't feel like posting it until now. I have two chapters done already and I'm working on the third, so I've got a reasonable head start, considering this story shouldn't be too long. Post a review for fast updates! They motivate me.
The wrought iron gate guarding the entrance to the Princeton mansion grew taller, and more menacing, as the sleek black limo pulled closer. Inside sat the two owners, Slade and Jagger Princeton, and their youngest brother, Chazz. The two eldest cast disapproving, practically disgusted looks at the younger, who merely kept his head lowered, and stared nervously at the ground.
Two days ago, he had been called to Chancellor Shepherds office to be told that his brothers had pulled him out of Duel Academy in order to attend to some "important business". Chazz, however, knew exactly what it was about.
Him losing the duel against Jaden.
One of his brothers helicopters had arrived the next morning-with a noticeable lack of either Slade or Jagger. Chazz had taken the hour ride to enjoy his last moments of being alone, as he knew the minute he stepped foot in front of them, they'd hound him relentlessly. They always did, after all.
It was only when the helicopter had landed, and Chazz had exited with his small bag of possesions, that he noticed his brothers. Their mouths curled in displeasure at seeing their younger brother, their eyes burning with a malicious fire. Chazz lowered his head, and, taking a deep breath, walked forward until he was but a foot in front of them.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here Jagger? A pathetic little loser perhaps?"
Chazz shivered slightly and said nothing. He knew his place; to challenge either one of them was to be beaten. His brothers had no fears, anyone who saw could be paid not to tell. This was their domain, where rules against domestic violence no longer existed.
This was the world of a Princeton.
Jagger had grabbed him by his spiky hair and all but tossed him towards the limo.
"Get in, slacker. We don't have all day you know."
Obediently, Chazz climbed into the sleek vehicle, taking care to sit in the seat farthest from where his brothers normally sat. Jagger and Slade followed him quickly afterward, and all too soon the limo began its slow acceleration towards their home. Chazz chewed his lower lip, and apprehensively peeked up through his bangs to see what his brothers were doing. Both were on their phones, scrolling through notes and messages from secretaries and other co-workers. He let out a secret sigh of relief and turned his head to watch the scenery flashing by the windows. As long as Slade and Jagger weren't talking to him, he was happy. He let his mind drift to the residents of Duel Academy, and what they'd think of him if they could see him now. The ever proud Chazz Princeton, submissed into silence and fear by his seemingly harmless older brothers.
They'd never let him live it down. Especially one particular Slifer Slacker.
Jaden Yuki. Ever since the boy had arrived, Chazz had felt a certain hatred towards him. He'd beaten him in their first duel, and countless times after that. Imagine, the top Obelisk Blue of his class losing to a lowly Slifer Red.
But by now, Chazz's feeling were beginning to confuse themselves. Yes, he hated the boy who had beaten him, who had caused him to be abused by his brothers both in the past and now. But he also... admired him. Longed for him even. This was the boy who made making friends look as easy as dueling a beginner. Who had saved him, if only temporarily, from his brothers wrath. Who had stood up to them as they degraded him for losing that duel. He was the boy who stopped the gossip spreading through the school afterwards, and who accepted him into the Slifer dorm despite Chazz's protests. The boy who had noticed how Chazz sat alone, in the corner, in their cafeteria, and who had come to keep him company. But most of all he was what Chazz wanted to be, more than anything; loved.
It was plainly obvious that everyone at Duel Academy loved Jaden. Slifer Red's, Ra Yellow's, and Obelisk Blue's alike constantly sang him words of praise. They came to watch all his duels, striving to be the first to congratulate him after a victory. At one time, Chazz had been in that position. Now, people mocked him, talked about him behind his back or, hell, to his face! Almost all of the respect he had once had was gone now. He was a has-been now.
Chazz was startled back to the present as a hand grabbed underneath his chin and twisted him away from the window. He had been so consumed by his thoughts that he hadn't noticed the sprawling mansion they were rapidly approaching. The intricate gates had just swung open as Slade began speaking.
"You know where your room is, Chazz. Put your things inside and then come down to the sitting room. We have some very important things to discuss." Chazz couldn't help but notice how he emphasized 'things', "and don't keep us waiting long. You know the consequences."
The black clad teenager narrowed his eyes slightly and shook his head once in acknowledgement. He had seen this coming, of course. His brothers didn't like prolonging things, and besides, the faster they accomplished whatever it was they had planned, the faster Chazz was back to Duel Academy and out of their hair.
The limo pulled to a stop in front of the massive front doors. Chazz, trying not to look too eager to escape the small confines, subtlety slid closer towards the door in anticipation. When the chauffeur opened it, Chazz all but bolted out. He ran to the front doors and pushed the handle, trying, in vain, to escape and get inside his room before his brothers could get him. He turned around, sheepishly gazing back at them as they leisurely made their way up the sidewalk and front steps. He stepped out of their way before he could get pushed away, and waited anxiously for Jagger to pull a gold key out of his pocket and insert it into the lock. The distinct click was music to Chazz's ears as the heavy wooden door was swung open. Slade and Jagger entered first, while Chazz slipped around them and dashed upstairs to his room.
Once he was safely upstairs and out of his brother's sights, Chazz let loose a sigh of relief. He kept up a brisk pace as he walked to his room, winding through hallways, passing door after door until he arrived at the wing housing all three brothers rooms.
It was the longest hallway by far, having to accomidate three huge suites. Chazz's room was the farthest down, recognizable by the black cherry wood double doors. He opened both doors, and, for the first time since he had left Duel Academy, felt at ease.
The room was a massive, hexagonal creation with vaulted ceilings that had always reminded Chazz of the tower rooms princesses got locked in. Not that he was a princess. It had a floor to ceiling window on the wall opposite the door. The window itself was shrouded in light grey curtains that bathed the room in an unearthly glow that Chazz loved. The walls were painted a deep cerulean. His cherry wood desk was of adequate size, with intricate carvings decorating the front. The crystal desk lamp had been turned on, presumably by a maid. Adjacent to the window was a luxurious, dark wood California King bed, with cerulean and grey coverings and pillows. Opposite was a white marble fireplace, which housed a plasma television above the mantle and a few other knick knacks. His massive closet was concealed by double doors placed near a small sitting area. Floating shelves and modern, swirling pictures accessorized the otherwise bare walls. And to top it all off, a gorgeous, one-of-a-kind silver and diamond chandelier hung from the ceiling. The room was Chazz's safe haven; the one place he could count on being able to escape to.
He set his deck and duel disk down on the desk and sighed before going to the closet to begin putting his clothes away.
He was so not looking forward to this meeting.