Fun and Games

Disclaimer: I do not own the characters of Yu-gi-oh gx; I do own my own characters though.

Summery: It's all fun and games until someone gets hurt. After a strange moment with Sartorius, Aster sees a side of Zane he's never seen before

Chapter 2: Something to eat.

Aster's POV

The next morning I shifted in my bed – only to find it wasn't my bed. It felt like the couch, but I wasn't sure. My eyes opened slowly in harmony with a killer headache I gently moved my hand to my head. I slightly remembered going on a drinking binge last night … happy birthday, me.

After I came to the conclusion that lying on the couch would not get rid of this massive headache, I got up and moved to the bathroom. I splashed some water in my face to wake myself up. I paused …

This isn't my bathroom. Mine wasn't this … ordinary … I walked back out into the other room, what should have been the media room, was now the living room. I walked over to the window and opened a curtain; that was a mistake. Not only did I get a ray of sunshine in my face, but I also got a good view of the city above me. It was an unwelcomed surprise when you're in someone else's house and hung-over.

"Sleeping beauty awakes." I turned suddenly, oh no … There is no way my luck is this bad on my birthday. It was Zane Truesdale, not only him, but him in a lone t-shirt and boxers holding a coffee. Huh, why should I be surprised to find that Zane wears black boxers? Why should I be looking?



"Do you mind?" I commented, walking back over to the couch. "I'm having a major nightmare right now and I'd like to wake up from it."

He walked over and patted my shoulder. "Happy birthday, Aster …. This isn't a nightmare." I grimaced as soon as he said that. Yeah, right … happy birthday. "Do you remember what happened?"

"I remember everything before the wine … unfortunately. I remember you bought my…. You!" I shouted with realization. He was the one who had bought my drink! He had gotten me drunk. I would kill him if anything embarrassing had happen well I was drunk.

Zane frowned at my accusation … no, my confrontation. "I was trying to help you after your spazz-mantic attack, and instead I got a light-weight drunk, who almost threw up in my car, but managed to keep it in until he reached my bathroom floor, and then fell asleep on my couch. So don't even try to blame any of this on me!" The yelling did nothing for my headache. I flopped back down on the couch. He was right. I did feel a little better after everything, even if I felt horrible now. I should have been thanking Zane, not flashing accusations at him. Zane sighed; he knew I had sent him a mental apology. He had accepted it and walked away.

I lay back on the couch, trying to get rid of the nausea and pain. I suddenly heard water dripping at an extremely fast rate. Zane was taking a shower. I closed my eyes, letting the sound of falling water calm me. I saw a water fall in my mind, a calming, beautiful waterfall. Suddenly another thought entered my head. Zane was under that waterfall. Closing his beautiful teal eyes as he embraced the water on his naked body. His blue hair stuck to his face as the water drenched it. His skin had never looked so pale – white and blue integrated together, creating something so beautiful, so sexy I could help but drool at the thought. I also got a good look at his body … 

gorgeous. His shoulders wide and broad, his skin moved flawlessly as he moved his arm. He had no lacking skin on his stomach, each of his muscles filled his belly making strong and firm. I was shuddering at the sight. The moment I looked any lower, I would lose control, and I knew it … I continued anyway.

My eyes flew open. A new spike of adrenaline had spiked through me. My headache returned, but with less force then earlier. My breathing had begun to slow down again, but I hadn't noticed it had gone up in the first place. Did … Did I just have a peep-show dream of Zane Truesdale? I had never had a vision like that, not about him, not about anyone. Sartorius and his sister, Sirena had always commented how unusual it was that no one had ever caught my eye when it came to attraction. I couldn't help but wonder what had brought on this vision. It must have been the water … the water, and Zane together had naturally brought up that up, of course. It was nothing more, nothing else. I had no attraction to Zane Truesdale, nothing. It was nothing.

"Are you feeling up to breakfast?" He called from his room. My head was feeling better, and I was getting hungry, but I wasn't sure that I wanted to have breakfast with Zane, especially after that vision. On the other hand, my other option was going home to Sartorius, and that sounded almost worse. Like I said, I remembered everything before the wine, the love confession was still there, and I really was feeling comfortable enough to face him yet. Maybe breakfast would help clear my mind.

"Yeah, I guess." I muttered. Zane came out of his bedroom, wearing on of his trademark dark outfits. He had his jacket in his left arm and a set of clothes in his other arm. "Here … those clothes your wearing smell like smoke and wine … I have these you can wear."



I snorted, Zane raised an eyebrow. I explained my behavior before he mistook it for rudeness. "You're at least a good foot taller then me, and I have an odd size. I doubt I'll fit in your clothing."

He shrugged. "It's not mine, try them." He set the clothes in my lap. I sighed, but I picked them up. "There's some Advil in the medicine cabinet. It will make your hang-over a little more bearable. Just don't kill yourself with my other meds … Just because you have one bad birthday, doesn't mean they'll all be bad. "I took his information to heart and made my way to the bathroom.

The clothing he had given me was a pair of jeans with a dark purple sweater. The sweater was a little big, but it fit perfectly other then that. I was amazed. My figure was rather small and femineim for a boy, I'd admit it. There was no way his clothes would come even close to fitting me. Then again, he had said they weren't his.

"Whose are these?" I asked after swallowing the Advil he had directed me to. "And how did you know my size?" Zane shrugged again.

"The sweater belonged to Atticus, and those are Alexis's jeans." He told me. I blushed at that information. He smiled lightly at my blush. "I thought your build was a little small for a normal men's size. They fit okay?" I nodded lightly. They fit perfectly. Zane nodded too. "Let's go then."

Zane's POV



He must have told me ten times on the car ride over that he was paying for his own meal at least. I had turned down his offer of paying for mine. However, when he realized that he had left his wallet in his other pair of pants; I had won the honor of paying for his breakfast.

"You can pay me back later." I told him as the waitress escorted us to our table. A lot of pro-duelist went to this restaurant, so the waitress wasn't star-struck to see either of us. She kindly sat us down and took our orders. Then we played the waiting game. Aster initiated our first true conversation at breakfast.

"So, Atticus and Alexis must have lived with you?" He questioned. I was about to ask how he knew, and then I remembered, it was their clothes he was wearing.

"They needed a place to stay while they made their way to the proleagues." I told him. He leaned forward in interest. I continued. "Eventually, Alexis moved out, but Atticus and I started dating so he didn't move out until we broke up."

Aster's eyebrows rose up. "You … and Atticus were an item?" He asked. He didn't know? We weren't exactly discrete about it. Coming in and leaving the duel arena together, sitting by each other during the other duels, those little meetings in the locker room ... I was sure everyone knew about it, how It have flown over Aster's head was beyond me.

"Didn't you ever hear us in the locker room?" I asked. His eyes narrowed in confusion before they widened in realization of just what I meant.

"So that was that banging I heard …" He muttered under his breath. I smiled, I should have been embarrassed but instead, I found it entertaining. In some ways, Aster was still a child, 

but surely, especially considering he was now eighteen, he must have engaged in some intimate activity. A touch, a kiss … something.

Oh shit, what if he had never kissed someone before, and he had unknowingly given me his first kiss last night? That would be dreadful. My first kiss was when I was ten years old, with a girl named Layla. We had kissed at a dance … I wouldn't call it romantic, or even great, but to know your first kiss was delivered in such a dishonorable way? I wouldn't shame him with that knowledge, not know anyway.

"So … does that mean… you're gay?" He asked carefully. My look must have been more aggressive then I wanted it to be. "I was just asking."

"For the most part, yes. I've been attracted to some women, but I've always been more drawn to men." I explained. He nodded.

"Me too." Aster murmured. I had always had feeling Aster was gay. Okay, let's pretend he didn't kiss me last night. He just had the vibe. The only person that had ever given me doubt that he was, was Echo, who happened to be Aster's friend now. However, soon after that I realized that his preference for men over-shadowed any feelings he may or may not have had for Echo. "I didn't think it was that obvious, but Sartorius had known all along. And apparently, you did too. I'm just surprised you are … you always seemed like a ladies man to me."

"Why? Because I have fan girls?" I said. For the first time that morning, a smile tugged on Aster's lips.

"Zane …" He began. "If that was the case then every duelist in the pro leagues would be straight." We both laughed at that. We weren't the only duelist who preferred men. Jaden and 

Jesse had been dating for awhile now. Chazz and my brother Syrus had been going out since duel academy. Hell, Jim, the Australian duelist, had fallen in love with Tyranno Hassleberry.

Our food arrived and we ate in mostly silence. Occasionally, one of us would comment on the food or some other meaningless thing.

I broke the silence when my curiosity got the better of me. "So, you really don't feel that way for Sartorius?" Aster's fork stopped in place. I suspected him to scold me, but instead he put his fork down hiding his blue eyes with his silver hair.

"No … I never even considered it." He answered. He shivered slightly as if he was cold. "I grew up always wanting a brother or sister. I knew it would never happen because my mom had died given birth to me, and my father would never even consider remarrying. I think being a single father and work took up too much of his energy anyway. After he died, Sartorius was there for me … I immediately thought of him as my big brother. Sirena became my sister. In a way, it was too much for to hear he loved me that way. I was hearing it from a brother."

He looked disturbed. He pushed his plate away, as if he had suddenly lost his appetite. I reached out to take his hand but paused. That would be a romantic gesture, I went for his shoulder instead, touching it gently so not to startle him. He looked up when ready, pushing his silver hair back. He was probably embarrassed that I had seen him this way.

"Sorry, my babbling must be annoying." He said. I shook my head.

"You have a drama filled life, it makes for good entertainment." He smiled when I said that. And I smiled back. He had the world's most beautiful smile, and he didn't smile often. Sure, 

he would grin, and that was beautiful too. His smile though, it was lovely, peaceful, and made me feel, what happy? I would say happy, but it made things less complicated.

I was going to take him home but he told me otherwise. I assumed he wasn't feeling comfortable enough to return yet. Something told me that my apartment was a bad place to go too. I asked him where he wanted to go.

"You don't have to babysit me. I'm not a kid!" He snapped. I rolled my eyes.

"I'll treat you like a child if you insist on acting like one." I responded. "I'm not babysitting; I'm offering to spend time with you."

His face melted, as if he were confused. "Why?"

"No one should have to spend their birthday alone." My response must have done something. He blinked in surprised, and then in realization. Eventually, he took up my offer.

"There's a lake in the Domino Country Side. It's about an hour away from here …I haven't been there in years but, I think it would help me." Aster told me. I thought about it, and then nodded.

"Okay."

Here is chapter 2 of fun and games. Thanks so much for the reviews! I'm glad people like my story, lol. Next chapter should be up soon.