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Updates on this particular story are going to be slower, I know you have become accustomed to seeing my stories have chapter updates daily – however I found this story when I was cleaning out my laptop, and there are still some holes in the plot.
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Summary: Love is simple, its unconditional and selfless. Security is needed, required and forever sort after. Security is the only thing that can threaten love, yet love can liberate security.
~ CRYPTIC CRIMSON ~
CHAPTER ONEThe bell rang and the halls filled with students as they rushed to get out of the school and get home, one student didn't seem in that much of a hurry as he slowly packed his bag knowing it was only seconds until:
"Jounouchi a word please!"
Yep there it was, the phrase that followed him at the end of every class, for some reason ~ he didn't know why ~ some classes just sent him off into a land of daydreams and snoozes. Today was a hot day outside, and his mind had been thinking about laying outside on the grass in the shade of the tree, with a particular boy when slam, he'd been bought out of that dream rather sharply as he slipped from his chair ~ and the laughter in the class.
"What's the matter Puppy? Did your bad dream frighten you?" Sneered a certain brunette three seats back, Jou scowled at him
"O'get over ya'self …"
'Once you get over me' thought Seto, and he chuckled to himself, he might share that one with the blonde boy in front of him later.
"Jounouchi, is my lesson really that boring that ~you ~ have to fall asleep?"
"Sorry Sensei!" Jou had replied, and settled himself back in his chair, the lesson had continued, at an agonisingly slow pace, until that heaven ~ that final bell had rung.
Jou had dawdled behind, he knew it was only a matter of moments before the teacher would bring him up on his lack of attention in class, and now the moment had come, Jou headed up to the front of the class and took a seat in the front row.
"Jounouchi, I really do expect better of you ~ I KNOW ~ you can do better!"
"Sir, look I am really sorry!"
"This is the fourth time this month you have fallen asleep in my class Katsuya, I can't continue to let it go unnoticed," he paused for a moment and looked out of the window, what he could do to make this boy reach his full potential.
"I expect an essay detailing the events that were discussed today on my desk at 9am Monday morning and no excuses; if not I will have to inform the Head teacher, and it will be his decision about what happens then!"
"Yes Sir!" replied Jou,
"You do remember what this class is about?" the teacher smiled at him
"Sure Sir, I will have an essay on the representations of rural crime by Monday."
"Make sure there is, you can go now!"
He had barely finished this sentence, as the back of Jou's head disappeared out of the door, he hurried to his locker, he rounded the corner as Kaiba came down the hall, he himself had just been to see the Head teacher about missing a few classes on Monday, in order to attend a business meeting. He watched as the boy crossed the hallway and then ~SLAM~ as he kicked his locker, he continued to look on in amusement as the boy then hopped on his foot having just kicked his locker.
No matter how much he teased the boy, he couldn't deny what was between then, he walked up behind Jou, who was muttering the combination to his locker, he slowly slid his arms around the boy's waist.
"Ah … Seto …" Jou lent back on to the other boy, as he lent in and kissed the side of Jou's head
"What did the teacher say?"
"Try not to fall asleep in his class …"
"And?"
"I have to write a stupid essay on the class now for Monday on the representations of rural crime!"
"I'll help you if you want, you can do it in the office while I work if you want?"
"Ah … Seto … thanks!"
"You heading home first?"
"Ya! I gotta see what my old man is up to; I'll see you in an hour or so?"
"Hnn …" was the reply he got as Seto stepped away and walked down the corridor – that annoyed Jou slightly, that is as emotional as Seto got in public, why couldn't he just admit that it didn't matter is he was straight, gay, or just plain crazy - why did they have to keep it hidden ~ not that keeping it hidden didn't have it's advantages.
Jou closed his locker and headed out of the school lost in the thoughts of a previous occasion in the Janitor's cupboard earlier that week.
He reached his house; the door was open, yes! His father was home and there he was slouched in the easy chair, an empty bottle on the floor to the side of him, the remote flicking the television idly.
"Hey Pa," the boy said as he came in the house
"Where you been?"
"Had to see a teacher after school!"
"Ya fell asleep in class 'gain didn't ya?"
Jou nodded, as he walked in front of his father and off towards his bedroom, everything was kept meticulously neat, nothing was ever out of place, and everything had its own place.
"Da' can I go out tonight?"
There was no response, either the alcohol had taken over and his father had drifted off to sleep or he had gone back out. Coming out of the bedroom Jou saw that it was the latter and so he wrote a note quickly and changed out of his uniform, and packed up the things he would need to write the essay. He left the note on top of the remote, and stepped back out of the house.