WARNING: This fic deals with anorexia, cutting, and other mature issues. If you don't like the sound of that, don't read it. Anyway, thanks for your interest in this fic. It's kind of personal, because what Joey goes through is what I'm going through…so please don't flame me…haha…well please review! Oh, and in this story Joey's dad isn't the abusive drunk he usually is in fics. He cares about his son. Everyone is juniors in high school, except for yami and bakura who are seniors. Serenity and Mokuba are freshmen.
Joey Katsuya lived in your average, all American town. All the houses had white picket fences. Almost all of them had a wife and husband, and a couple well-behaved children. All except for Joey, whose mother died giving birth to his younger sister, Serenity. Another exception Yugi and Yami, who live with Yugi's grandfather.
Joey's awoke to yelling. He groggily looked at his clock- it was 7:30. "Joey, get up!" His dad called from the hallway. "Please don't be late to school again! You have to be out the door in twenty minutes!" Joey got up slowly and looked in the mirror. His hair was a mess. He sighed and pulled on black bondage pants and a long-sleeved black shirt. He ran into the bathroom and slammed the door, lest anyone see him before he fixed his hair. While he turned his flat iron on he noticed a zit on his chin.
'Oh, great,' he thought. He put some flesh colored make-up on it and it looked significantly better. He began flat ironing his hair.
"Joey! Hurry, or you won't have time for breakfast!" His dad called.
'Wouldn't that be a tragedy?' Joey thought sarcastically.
"Your sister is already leaving!" Joey took another ten minutes before he was satisfied with his hair, and ran downstairs. "I put a bowl of cereal on the table, and I'd like you to eat this protein bar, too." Joey was a vegetarian, and his dad always made sure he got enough protein. It was like he was obsessed with the stuff. Joey quickly ate his cereal and headed out the door, protein bar in hand.
"Bye dad! See you later!" With that, he plugged himself into his iPod. He walked to school to the beat of his music. He looked at the nutrition facts on the protein bar. 350 calories. He scoffed and threw the bar into a nearby bush. He arrived to art class ten minutes late. Mr. Klein gave him a disappointed look and marked him "tardy" on his computer. Joey sat down next to Tea. "What did I miss?" He asked.
"We're starting a new project," she said. "We have to paint a still life of those bottles, but we can only use black, white and one color. I chose pink."
"Why am I not surprised?" He asked, rolling his eyes. He chose blue. He began to draw the outline of one of the bottles when the door opened again. A tall boy with brown hair and blue eyes walked in.
"Who's that?" Joey asked Tea, who shrugged.
"Class, meet our new student, Seto Kaiba. He just moved here last weekend, so please be polite to him and show him around the school if you see him during your free period," Mr. Klein said, answering Joey's question.
"Where should I sit?" Seto asked.
"Anywhere you want," Mr. Klein answered. He chose a seat next to Tea- it was the only vacant one in the class. Mr. Klein bustled over and instructed Tea to explain the project to Seto. Tea began talking to him but Joey wasn't paying attention. He instead was looking intently at Seto's backpack- there was a gay pride pin on it. Joey couldn't remember when he realized he liked boys as well as girls. He one day stumbled onto a gay porn site and was fascinated by what he saw. The only gay person he knew was Tristan, whom he secretly didn't like at all. He acted nice, since he was friends with his friends, but there was something about him that Joey just didn't like. Joey was only out to his closest friends- Tea, Yugi, Yami, Ryou, and Bakura. All of them, however, were straight. Tristan knew that Joey was bisexual, but Joey didn't like to talk about it with him.
"Are you done with that pencil?" Seto suddenly asked him.
"Yeah, sure," Joey replied hastily. "I like your pin, by the way," he added. Seto smiled.
"Thanks." The rest of the period was spent in silence. When they got up to leave, a few people noticed Seto's pin.
coughcoughFAGGOTcoughcough, a clever boy said. A few people laughed, but Seto ignored them. Joey's next period was math, which was uneventful as ever. Third period was choir. His dad made him sign up for it, on the fact that he actually did have a good singing voice. Yugi and Tea were also in it. On the way to class he ran into Bakura.
"Hey bitch, where ya off to?" He asked Joey.
"Choir."
Bakura laughed.
"No you're not, you're coming outside to have a cigarette with me." Joey was torn- he'd much rather go outside with Bakura, but he didn't know what his dad would do if he found out he had cut a class.
"Oh, ok," Joey decided. They walked outside to Starbucks, which was right next to their school. They sat on the step outside it and Bakura pulled out a pack of Parliament lights. He passed one to Joey, who was only a casual smoker. "So, what's new, Bakura?"
"Michelle and I broke up," he answered.
"Why!" Joey exclaimed. "She was so hot!"
"Yeah, she was good in bed, but we were together a whole month. I don't like to tie myself down." Joey laughed.
"You mother fuckin' P-I-M-P," Joey sang. Bakura smiled.
"Damn straight!" The forty minutes passed quickly, and soon Joey was off to English. This class went particularly slow since he had no real friends in it. He took a pop quiz on The Grapes of Wrath, and did horribly since he had only read the Spark Notes. Finally, lunch came. He met Tea, Yugi, and Ryou in the cafeteria.
"Hey!" They greeted him.
"You want a frie?" Yugi offered.
"Sure," Joey said, taking one. He didn't eat lunch. His friends used to question him about it, but he'd always tell them that he was eating with other friends during the second half of lunch. After twenty minutes of chatting, Joey set off, claiming he was going to eat. But he had trained himself not to be hungry anymore. He walked to Starbucks where Yami, Yugi, and Tristan were smoking a blunt.
"Kinda sketchy, no?" Asked Joey, taking a pull.
"Dude, I am so fucked up," Bakura said. "I did like ten lines of coke last period." Joey laughed. He was secretly terrified of doing anything worse than weed.
"Are you coming over on sunday?" Yami asked Joey.
"I'll try. My dad is really gay about letting me do stuff on 'the holy day' though."
"Fucking mormons," Bakura laughed.
"I know, it's so annoying," Joey said. Mormons are VERY strict in their religion. "I'm gonna use the bathroom," Joey said.
"Me too," chimed Tristan. They walked over to school and walked into the nearest bathroom. "Look, I got the janitor's keys," Tristan boasted.
"Uhh, why?" Joey asked, puzzled. They didn't need them to get into the bathroom. Tristan locked the door behind him. With that, he pushed Joey against the wall and began kissing him violently. He pushed him away. "Tristan! What are you doing?"
"You're so hot, Joey," he answered. He touched Joey's crotch. "And I can feel that you're semi-hard." Joey blushed. No shit he would be! No one had ever touched him there before, besides himself. Tristan got on his knees and began to unzip Joey's fly.
"No, Tristan, please, I've never done this before," Joey begged. But he couldn't push him away.
"You go commando, huh?" Tristan said, grinning. He pulled down his pants and Joey looked away, embarrassed and bright red. "Wow, you got a nice cock, Joey." He began to suck on it and in a few minutes Joey couldn't help from cumming. "See, I knew you'd like it," Tristan grinned. He walked out of the bathroom and left Joey there to clean up after himself. A tear trickled down his cheek. Tristan had taken his first kiss…someone he hated. More drops fell down his cheek and he hurriedly pushed them away and looked out the window. Thank God he had no more classes with Tristan that day. He slowly went to his locker and got out his gym clothes. He changed in the bathroom instead of the locker room, since he didn't wear underwear. Then he went to the gym, where he was doing archery. He ran up to Yami, grateful to see a friend.
"Hey!" Joey said.
"Hey, why didn't you and Tristan come back to Starbucks?" He asked.
"Uhh, Tristan wanted to buy some chips at the deli," Joey lied. He noticed Seto was also in their class. He smiled at him politely from across the room and went back to talking with Yami. Soon their teacher, Ms. Zegal, came in.
"Today I will be putting you into partners. And no, you will not be able to choose who you are paired with." There was a moan from the students. "Yami and Sallie, you get the first set of arrows. Go to the target on the far side of the gym. Tommy and Tzipporah, you go to target number two." Finally Ms. Zegal called "Joey and Seto, go to target number 12."
"Hi again," Joey said smiling.
"Hi," Seto answered.
"Do you like archery?" Joey asked.
"Actually, I've never done it before," Seto said sheepishly.
"Oh, it's so fun! I'll help you out." Over the next thirty minutes, Seto and Joey had fun shooting at the target and missing miserably. Seto nearly shot the girl next to him, who screamed and threw an arrow at his head. Joey laughed. At the end of the period, everyone began gathering their arrows.
"Do you have AIM?" Joey asked.
"Yeah, here- I'll write you my screenname." Seto wrote MoonlitxRipples on a piece of paper.
"Cool, thanks!" Joey said. He ripped off a piece and wrote LeBatEnRouge69 on it. "I'll talk to you later!" Joey said, glad to have made a new friend. Time climbed slowly through History and Physics, until finally it was the last period of the day- his free period. Joey walked to Starbucks where Yugi, Yami, Ryou, and Tristan were sitting outside. Tristan acted like nothing had happened, so Joey did as well. He went into Starbucks and bought a tall Strawberries and Crème Blend. He went back out and sat on the ground.
"God, Joey, you are so fucking thin!" Yami exclaimed.
"Anorexic bitch," Tristan said.
"Don't call him anorexic," Yugi said, defending his friend. "It's not his fault he's so skinny.
"Yeah," Joey said, grateful that Yugi was so stupid, "If I was anorexic, I wouldn't be drinking this- it probably has a billion calories."
"Yeah, but you got the smallest size. It's not what you eat, it's how much of it," Tristan said. Joey blushed.
Joey got home around 3:00. "Dad, can I go to Yugi's on Sunday?" He asked.
"Joey, you know I don't like you going to friend's houses on the Sabbath," his dad responded.
"But I go to church for three hours," Joey complained.
"Three hours out of twenty-four is not a big sacrifice for the lord," he said.
"But dad, everyone's going to be there!"
"NO."
"Why do you have to be like this!" Joey shouted.
"Shut up! Your sister will hear you!" His dad said. With that, Joey ran upstairs and slammed his door. He pulled his razor out of his drawer and slit a cut into his arm. He moaned in pain and watched the blood slowly begin to seep out. Cutting allowed him to focus on physical pain in order to forget the emotional. He gazed at the wound for a while until it stopped bleeding. He got up and put a band-aid on it, and gazed numbly at the scars all over his arm. He sighed and lay down in his bed, depressed and in pain.
ok, it sucks so far, but hey- it's the first chapter! Please review and tell me what you think- thanks!