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***(Jou's POV)
I don't…
I don't I guess.
Well why wouldn't I?
Do I really love Dark? I mean, yeah I think I have a crush on him…but…
Do I love him?
***
"I don't think you should feel bad Jou…"
"You…you know, he looks at you all the time…"
"I'm glad…"
"N-no reason!"
***
Not noticing where I was going while I was walking down the hall that on one side didn't have a lot of wall so one could see the outside, I ran into someone. Gaia. "Oh, Gaia!" I cried as I looked up. "I'm sorry! I seem to be tripping a lot these days." Gaia smiled and reached out to steady me. "No problem." He said. "I trip sometimes too." Then, blushing, he said, "H-have you seen Mystical?" Shaking my head no, he sighed sadly. "Ok, thanks." I watched curiously as he begun to walk away. Blushing? Nah, probably a trick of the light. "Hey!" I called to him before he was too far. "Gaia, I was wondering if you could help me with something…er…personal." Stopping and turning around slightly, Gaia looked at me. "Help you?" he asked. Then spinning around all the way and bowing a little, he said confidently, "I, Gaia the fierce knight, attack of 2300, will help you, milady." Covering my mouth with my hand to stifle a laugh, I gave him a small bow in return and said, "Well, I thank thee good knight. Would thouest pray thee hear out my issue?"
Gaia laughed and straightened. "Of course!" he laughed. "What is it?" Getting back to business, I frowned and turned my gaze to the floor. "Gaia…you talk to Dark a lot don't you?"
"Yes." He responded, his eyes piercing through me as if he knew what I was about to say.
"And…you know him well, right?"
Gaia nodded and walked back up to me. "Jou, what's wrong? You're looking a little flushed."
DAMN IT I'M BLUSHING…AGAIN!
Stammering, I tried to calm myself in vain. "I-I-I was just wondering! You know, me and my curiosity!" Forcing a weak laugh, I turned to run down the hall just to get away from there. I was so stupid to think I was strong enough to talk about my feelings with Gaia, or anyone for that matter! What if Gaia accidentally told Dark, or worse yet, if he told summoned Skull? The last time Summoned heard that Feral Imp was seeing another Feral Imp in someone else's deck, Summoned teased our poor Imp about it and didn't stop until Dark swore he would beat the living crap out of him if he didn't. I shudder to think what Skull would do to me, or worse yet, Dark, if Skull found out. Those two…Dark and Skull…aren't on…the best of terms. "I'll see you later Gaia!" I called before I got ready to run. Stupid, stupid, stupid me.
"Jou, wait!"
Stopping in my tracks, I turned to face Gaia, still beet red. "Y- yes?" I asked weakly turning back around to see Gaia reaching for me with his arm outstretched. Pausing for a minute, Gaia sighed and finally spoke. "Jou…" he said. "I think I know what's happening, but I want to tell you this…" Looking at him curiously, I tilted my head in confusion. Looking at me funny, Gaia continued, "Just believe in yourself. I'll ask him tonight." And with that, he left.
What?
But I can't think about that now. Gaia probably has no idea what I was trying to ask. Anyway, if you haven't guessed, it's obvious Gaia likes Mystical. But…
Why does the thought of Dark liking Mystical worry me more than the thought of Celtic, or anyone else for that matter liking Mystical? Does this mean I really love Dark? Maybe, if I ask someone…maybe…they can help me. Do I really love Dark? Why is this so complicated? Life just isn't fair.
***(Dark's POV)
That night, all the guys, (Celtic, Gaia, Neo, Curse of Dragon, I and others) and I were in Neo the swordsman's room that was decorated with old looking furniture that really wasn't old and long cream drapes that flowed off the windows. It had a white carpeted floor, something for which I am somewhat grateful for because that means that I can have something to keep me off the hard cold ground, but Neo being Neo wasn't very tidy with dust. I guess I can't blame him; I don't fare any better. Anyway, we were all in Neo's bedroom talking about…
Er *ahem*…girls.
"She is HOT!"
"No way! Lady of Faith is MUCH better looking than her!"
"Ah…my love…my only…"
"Shut up!" A swoosh-ing sound and then, "Ow! My nose!"
Sitting on the windowsill looking out at the sunset, one leg dangling out the window, I heard Curse of Dragon make his screeching laugh at the poor fool who got hit. I plan not to take part in this conversation…I have other things…and people to worry about. Celtic was siting backwards in a chair, Gaia next to him in another siting correctly, and Curse was on the ground, the rest of the guys siting everywhere there was a spot, other's standing because there wasn't a seat, or they wanted to stand. "Hey!" Gaia called to no one in particular. "Where's Summoned?" Everyone blinked and looked away, not really wanting to talk about that oaf at that time. Seeing that it was up to me to break the ice, I said, "Probably pigging out on left-overs downstairs. You know…" I grinned. "A pig and Summoned do have a lot in common."
Everyone laughed at that. It's not that we hate Summoned. We simply like to annoy him. The way he annoys us. Because we annoy him. It's all a cycle. I guess the only friend he has is Jou. She's never been rude to him, she's only teased him lightly. Unlike me. Very unlike me. I guess you could say…well…we don't always agree. After that tension was broken, Gaia walked over to me, giving his seat up to Basic insect, and the talk of who liked whom while trying to force someone to admit they like someone.
"…Uh…guys, don't laugh…Magician of Faith…"
"You like her?! Well…she is kinda cute…"
Stopping at my side, Gaia laughed and looked at me a little. "Dark," he said. "Who do you like?" Snapping my head around in surprise, I choked, "L-Like? I-I don't like anyone!" This was rewarded by laughs from the guys. Cries of, "Yeah, right!" and "C'mon Dark, tell us the truth!" were heard. Feeling myself go a bit red, I just turned away and said, "Well, I don't have to if I don't want to. Why don't you ask Mr. Business over there?" Turning to look at Celtic, he gasped and blinked. "Me?" he asked as all the eyes in the room turned to him. I watched without expression as Celtic grew a bit flustered. "I…I…" he stammered. "Uh…" Thinking quickly, he leaned into his chair and said, "Guess."
Everyone except me "oooh"ed at this new challenge. Then the guessing game began…what a nightmare…
"Magician of Faith?"
"No."
"Harpy Lady?"
"NO!"
"Doma the angel of silence?"
"Nah…"
"Mystical Elf?"
A silence swept over us. Looking at Celtic, I glared in my head. This was it. Don't ask me how I knew, but the answer of "who does Celtic Guardian love," would be either he loved Mystical or he loved Jou, and I didn't know if I'd be able to control myself if he said "Jou." Sighing, Celtic shuffled his feet and looked down. What he said next broke me in half.
Quietly, very quietly, he said the word, one word that I wished with all my heart he would not say…
"No."
Many "oooh"s's' came out of this. I could feel angry heat rise from my collar and brush my face. I could feel my eyes getting thinner and angrier as I stared down Celtic who was smiling sheepishly. How dare he? How dare he love Jou when he knows he can have any girl in the whole duelist realm? Why did it have to be the one I love? The one I care about the most? All the guys just laughed and punched Celtic's arm, who didn't seem to mind, (they're oblivious) until one fool said, "C'mon Celtic, who else is there? We've named everyone."
And then, some other IDIOT said, "Well, there still is that one…Jounochi right?" Forget it. I got up and left mumbling, "Guys, I fell like I need a breath of fresh air." And got out of there as quickly as I could. It's not fair! It's not fair that Celtic has to love Jou! He knows he can have any girl he wishes in the whole realm if he asked. And he knows that…or probably suspects that…I care for Jou more than anyone does. Angrily, I turned to look in a mirror that was hanging on the wall in the hallway.
What would Jou ever see in me?
I mean, I'm not all that popular, I always get my butt kicked by at least one Blue eyes white dragon, and…I'm just not good enough! I'm only at 2500! Jou would need someone who was at a high level…3000? But I guess I was so wrapped up in my put downs about myself, that I didn't even notice Gaia come up next to me and stare at the mirror with me, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Dark…" he said wearily as if something he wanted to tell me, but wasn't sure how to say. "Dark, I think you should know…" Shaking my head, I waved my hand through the air to stop him. "Gaia, please not now." I said. "I don't want to hear it now." Gaia released me and nodded. "All right…but you should tell her. Whoever she is." And he left. Tell Jou how I feel? Never. What if she laughed? What if she got angry? What if she told me she really loved Celtic after all? Looking in the mirror again, I saw a magician, angry and frustrated stare back at me.
"Never."
And with one good hit, I punched the mirror to shards.
I was in the main living room sulking, which was decorated green and blue drapes and carpets, with white marble walls, when, "Dark!" I heard a voice call to me. I didn't have to think twice to know who it was. "Hey Jou, I called back. "How are you?" She smiled and then, got a surprised look on her face and gasped. "Dark!" she cried. "What happened to your hand?" I stared at her blankly. "What?" I asked looking at my right hand where I had hit the mirror. It was covered in blood, fresh and old blood, and a tiny sliver of silver was caught in the back. I guess I was so mad, I never noticed it until now. Acting quickly, Jou swiftly, but gently grabbed it, sat me down in a nearby chair, and began to bombard me with questions.
"How did you get this? Good gods…you're bleeding so fast! Did someone hurt you? Did you fall down? Does it hurt a lot?"
I couldn't help but to laugh as Jou ripped some cloth from her dress and she cleaned and bandaged my hand as best she could. "No mother." I chuckled. "I didn't fall, I…" I don't really want to tell Jou how I got my hand cut up because that would require I tell her how I feel. And I REALLY don't want to talk about that now. "I scraped it mother." I lied and teased. I know Jou very well. She can tell instinctively when someone is lying, and believe me, she's caught me more than once before.
Once when I said I had to see how I looked in a mirror for Mystical when she caught me fixing my hair to look nice for her instead of Mystical,
Another…er…many times when I said my face was red because I was hot,
And again when I snuck in the kitchen to get a midnight snack and I dropped a glass of water on the ground and she got blamed for it.
Funny though…she didn't say it wasn't her who broke the glass. She took the blame…for me…and never mentioned it to me again.
But I guess she was so concentrated on my hand, she missed my white lie. Well, good news for me. Once she was finished, I smiled at her. "Thank you mother."
***(Jou's POV)
Sitting on my favorite rock the next day, I sighed happily. I was feeling particularly happy today, don't ask me why. It's just one of those things. I sighed and closed my eyes. Today, I felt like flying on some invisible wings. Not that I can fly...just one of those feelings. But I guess I never got the chance, because then, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Spinning my head around I saw a bandaged hand, a violet arm, and then…
Dark Magician
"Dark!" I said happily. "How's the hand?" Sighing heavily, Dark plopped down beside me and closed his eyes, rubbing his hand. "It hurts. Ever since Summoned Skull gave me a burn on it too…and then he wrote something on my face and he won't tell me what it is…and then he said that no one liked me and that I was an insensitive and clue-less jerk." I smiled and turned to him putting one hand on a rock to balance myself. "Hey, I'll read it for…" but then my hand slipped! "Ah!" I gasped as I fell forward. Feeling myself being caught in strong arms, I slowly opened my eyes. I was in Dark's arms and I was lying across his body…
Oops.
"D-Dark!" I stammered getting up to my feet quickly. "I-I'm…" but by getting up to look at Dark, I saw what Skull had written on Dark's forehead. Quickly feeling a laugh coming on, I vainly tried to hide it by looking away, but I could still hear myself snickering. I heard Dark get up and ask, "What? What's so funny? What did Skull write?" Turning around and trying not to look at his forehead, I smiled. "Er…I'll tell you later…" Sighing, Dark looked away. "Jou…" he said. "There's something I want to tell you…" He wants to tell me something? Is he going to tell me…
NAH!
There's no way! I'm going crazy! Hahaha, good joke Jou, but not true. "Er…Dark?" I said. "Before you can say anything, I was thinking about when you said that Skull called you an…um…clue-less jerk." Dark stared at me. "So?" he said. "What about it? You think I'm a jerk too?" Blushing and flustered, I exclaimed, "No! No! I would never think that! It's just…" I sighed as I trailed off. Then, looking at his angry face, I smiled. "Don't forget…I'm on your side." I guess that must've surprised Dark, because he stared at me and said, "Wha?" Smiling because he was clue- less, (I guess he is after all) I repeated myself again. "Dark, I'm on your side. I'm your light. Don't think my loyalty will falter. Besides…you're there for me all the time, right?" Dark smiled and rubbed his hand a little. "Of course. I have to look out for my Hikari."
Nodding happily, I grinned. "I won't leave you alone. Remember that, ok?" I said quietly. Dark nodded and blushed, looking away. "Oh," he said trying to change the subject. "About what Skull wrote on me…" Remembering what was on his face, I gave a small snort of laughter. "Dark," I giggled. "How many people saw your face?" Dark shrugged his shoulders and said, "Not many. Why?" Grinning, I turned away, laughing. But while I was laughing to myself, I felt a pair of arms come around my waist and then gently tackle me to the ground so fast, I didn't realize until I was being pinned by Dark's weight on the ground. "Now I've got you, my little Hikari." Dark teased while he sat on my back. "What shall I do to you?" "Getting off me would be nice," I said flatly. Dark shifted his weight so that one of his arms held mine down, while the other was supporting him so he could turn and look at me, and his knees were over mine, but his feet were over my ankles, keeping me from running anywhere. "Better?" he asked his voice overloaded with sugar.
"Not by much…" I muttered. "Can I get up now, master?" Dark grinned. "Master, huh?" he said. "Well, if I'm your master, then tell me my servant…(I'll kill him for that) what does it say on my face?" Taking one last look at his face, I asked warily, "You really want to know?" Dark nodded. "All right…don't say I didn't warn you." Dark smiled and said, "Believe me Jou, there's nothing in the world right now that can surprise me." Nodding, I looked up. "It says…" I trailed off leaving the suspense. Dark playfully laid down beside me, so his body was next to me and he was finally off me, but he wrapped one arm around me, and drew me close. Blushing, I noted position we were in. Dark had one leg still on my feet, he was sitting up on one arm to hold himself up and he had the other arm around me…
Well, I was better off.
I had flipped myself over onto my back and was looking up at the sky. "It says…"
"Yes? Yes?"
"You're an insensitive clue-less jerk."
Dark looked at me surprised. "He fit all that onto my face?" he asked. Nodding, I smiled. "Yup." Dark shrugged and sat up for a minute, taking off his armor, letting his violet hair flow past his shoulders. Then, without a word, he lay back down beside me and blushed a bit. "Jou…?" he asked. Looking at him, I blinked. "What Dark?" I asked. "Is something wrong?" Dark grinned and suddenly grabbed me and pulled so I was lying across his chest. "D-Dark!" I stuttered. "I…" But Dark gave me a soft, "Shh…just let me hold you like this for a while…please." And held me in his arms. I guess I didn't mind it much, so I closed my eyes and relaxed as the sun looked down upon us.
I'm flying now…
***
***(Jou's POV)
I don't…
I don't I guess.
Well why wouldn't I?
Do I really love Dark? I mean, yeah I think I have a crush on him…but…
Do I love him?
***
"I don't think you should feel bad Jou…"
"You…you know, he looks at you all the time…"
"I'm glad…"
"N-no reason!"
***
Not noticing where I was going while I was walking down the hall that on one side didn't have a lot of wall so one could see the outside, I ran into someone. Gaia. "Oh, Gaia!" I cried as I looked up. "I'm sorry! I seem to be tripping a lot these days." Gaia smiled and reached out to steady me. "No problem." He said. "I trip sometimes too." Then, blushing, he said, "H-have you seen Mystical?" Shaking my head no, he sighed sadly. "Ok, thanks." I watched curiously as he begun to walk away. Blushing? Nah, probably a trick of the light. "Hey!" I called to him before he was too far. "Gaia, I was wondering if you could help me with something…er…personal." Stopping and turning around slightly, Gaia looked at me. "Help you?" he asked. Then spinning around all the way and bowing a little, he said confidently, "I, Gaia the fierce knight, attack of 2300, will help you, milady." Covering my mouth with my hand to stifle a laugh, I gave him a small bow in return and said, "Well, I thank thee good knight. Would thouest pray thee hear out my issue?"
Gaia laughed and straightened. "Of course!" he laughed. "What is it?" Getting back to business, I frowned and turned my gaze to the floor. "Gaia…you talk to Dark a lot don't you?"
"Yes." He responded, his eyes piercing through me as if he knew what I was about to say.
"And…you know him well, right?"
Gaia nodded and walked back up to me. "Jou, what's wrong? You're looking a little flushed."
DAMN IT I'M BLUSHING…AGAIN!
Stammering, I tried to calm myself in vain. "I-I-I was just wondering! You know, me and my curiosity!" Forcing a weak laugh, I turned to run down the hall just to get away from there. I was so stupid to think I was strong enough to talk about my feelings with Gaia, or anyone for that matter! What if Gaia accidentally told Dark, or worse yet, if he told summoned Skull? The last time Summoned heard that Feral Imp was seeing another Feral Imp in someone else's deck, Summoned teased our poor Imp about it and didn't stop until Dark swore he would beat the living crap out of him if he didn't. I shudder to think what Skull would do to me, or worse yet, Dark, if Skull found out. Those two…Dark and Skull…aren't on…the best of terms. "I'll see you later Gaia!" I called before I got ready to run. Stupid, stupid, stupid me.
"Jou, wait!"
Stopping in my tracks, I turned to face Gaia, still beet red. "Y- yes?" I asked weakly turning back around to see Gaia reaching for me with his arm outstretched. Pausing for a minute, Gaia sighed and finally spoke. "Jou…" he said. "I think I know what's happening, but I want to tell you this…" Looking at him curiously, I tilted my head in confusion. Looking at me funny, Gaia continued, "Just believe in yourself. I'll ask him tonight." And with that, he left.
What?
But I can't think about that now. Gaia probably has no idea what I was trying to ask. Anyway, if you haven't guessed, it's obvious Gaia likes Mystical. But…
Why does the thought of Dark liking Mystical worry me more than the thought of Celtic, or anyone else for that matter liking Mystical? Does this mean I really love Dark? Maybe, if I ask someone…maybe…they can help me. Do I really love Dark? Why is this so complicated? Life just isn't fair.
***(Dark's POV)
That night, all the guys, (Celtic, Gaia, Neo, Curse of Dragon, I and others) and I were in Neo the swordsman's room that was decorated with old looking furniture that really wasn't old and long cream drapes that flowed off the windows. It had a white carpeted floor, something for which I am somewhat grateful for because that means that I can have something to keep me off the hard cold ground, but Neo being Neo wasn't very tidy with dust. I guess I can't blame him; I don't fare any better. Anyway, we were all in Neo's bedroom talking about…
Er *ahem*…girls.
"She is HOT!"
"No way! Lady of Faith is MUCH better looking than her!"
"Ah…my love…my only…"
"Shut up!" A swoosh-ing sound and then, "Ow! My nose!"
Sitting on the windowsill looking out at the sunset, one leg dangling out the window, I heard Curse of Dragon make his screeching laugh at the poor fool who got hit. I plan not to take part in this conversation…I have other things…and people to worry about. Celtic was siting backwards in a chair, Gaia next to him in another siting correctly, and Curse was on the ground, the rest of the guys siting everywhere there was a spot, other's standing because there wasn't a seat, or they wanted to stand. "Hey!" Gaia called to no one in particular. "Where's Summoned?" Everyone blinked and looked away, not really wanting to talk about that oaf at that time. Seeing that it was up to me to break the ice, I said, "Probably pigging out on left-overs downstairs. You know…" I grinned. "A pig and Summoned do have a lot in common."
Everyone laughed at that. It's not that we hate Summoned. We simply like to annoy him. The way he annoys us. Because we annoy him. It's all a cycle. I guess the only friend he has is Jou. She's never been rude to him, she's only teased him lightly. Unlike me. Very unlike me. I guess you could say…well…we don't always agree. After that tension was broken, Gaia walked over to me, giving his seat up to Basic insect, and the talk of who liked whom while trying to force someone to admit they like someone.
"…Uh…guys, don't laugh…Magician of Faith…"
"You like her?! Well…she is kinda cute…"
Stopping at my side, Gaia laughed and looked at me a little. "Dark," he said. "Who do you like?" Snapping my head around in surprise, I choked, "L-Like? I-I don't like anyone!" This was rewarded by laughs from the guys. Cries of, "Yeah, right!" and "C'mon Dark, tell us the truth!" were heard. Feeling myself go a bit red, I just turned away and said, "Well, I don't have to if I don't want to. Why don't you ask Mr. Business over there?" Turning to look at Celtic, he gasped and blinked. "Me?" he asked as all the eyes in the room turned to him. I watched without expression as Celtic grew a bit flustered. "I…I…" he stammered. "Uh…" Thinking quickly, he leaned into his chair and said, "Guess."
Everyone except me "oooh"ed at this new challenge. Then the guessing game began…what a nightmare…
"Magician of Faith?"
"No."
"Harpy Lady?"
"NO!"
"Doma the angel of silence?"
"Nah…"
"Mystical Elf?"
A silence swept over us. Looking at Celtic, I glared in my head. This was it. Don't ask me how I knew, but the answer of "who does Celtic Guardian love," would be either he loved Mystical or he loved Jou, and I didn't know if I'd be able to control myself if he said "Jou." Sighing, Celtic shuffled his feet and looked down. What he said next broke me in half.
Quietly, very quietly, he said the word, one word that I wished with all my heart he would not say…
"No."
Many "oooh"s's' came out of this. I could feel angry heat rise from my collar and brush my face. I could feel my eyes getting thinner and angrier as I stared down Celtic who was smiling sheepishly. How dare he? How dare he love Jou when he knows he can have any girl in the whole duelist realm? Why did it have to be the one I love? The one I care about the most? All the guys just laughed and punched Celtic's arm, who didn't seem to mind, (they're oblivious) until one fool said, "C'mon Celtic, who else is there? We've named everyone."
And then, some other IDIOT said, "Well, there still is that one…Jounochi right?" Forget it. I got up and left mumbling, "Guys, I fell like I need a breath of fresh air." And got out of there as quickly as I could. It's not fair! It's not fair that Celtic has to love Jou! He knows he can have any girl he wishes in the whole realm if he asked. And he knows that…or probably suspects that…I care for Jou more than anyone does. Angrily, I turned to look in a mirror that was hanging on the wall in the hallway.
What would Jou ever see in me?
I mean, I'm not all that popular, I always get my butt kicked by at least one Blue eyes white dragon, and…I'm just not good enough! I'm only at 2500! Jou would need someone who was at a high level…3000? But I guess I was so wrapped up in my put downs about myself, that I didn't even notice Gaia come up next to me and stare at the mirror with me, putting a hand on my shoulder. "Dark…" he said wearily as if something he wanted to tell me, but wasn't sure how to say. "Dark, I think you should know…" Shaking my head, I waved my hand through the air to stop him. "Gaia, please not now." I said. "I don't want to hear it now." Gaia released me and nodded. "All right…but you should tell her. Whoever she is." And he left. Tell Jou how I feel? Never. What if she laughed? What if she got angry? What if she told me she really loved Celtic after all? Looking in the mirror again, I saw a magician, angry and frustrated stare back at me.
"Never."
And with one good hit, I punched the mirror to shards.
I was in the main living room sulking, which was decorated green and blue drapes and carpets, with white marble walls, when, "Dark!" I heard a voice call to me. I didn't have to think twice to know who it was. "Hey Jou, I called back. "How are you?" She smiled and then, got a surprised look on her face and gasped. "Dark!" she cried. "What happened to your hand?" I stared at her blankly. "What?" I asked looking at my right hand where I had hit the mirror. It was covered in blood, fresh and old blood, and a tiny sliver of silver was caught in the back. I guess I was so mad, I never noticed it until now. Acting quickly, Jou swiftly, but gently grabbed it, sat me down in a nearby chair, and began to bombard me with questions.
"How did you get this? Good gods…you're bleeding so fast! Did someone hurt you? Did you fall down? Does it hurt a lot?"
I couldn't help but to laugh as Jou ripped some cloth from her dress and she cleaned and bandaged my hand as best she could. "No mother." I chuckled. "I didn't fall, I…" I don't really want to tell Jou how I got my hand cut up because that would require I tell her how I feel. And I REALLY don't want to talk about that now. "I scraped it mother." I lied and teased. I know Jou very well. She can tell instinctively when someone is lying, and believe me, she's caught me more than once before.
Once when I said I had to see how I looked in a mirror for Mystical when she caught me fixing my hair to look nice for her instead of Mystical,
Another…er…many times when I said my face was red because I was hot,
And again when I snuck in the kitchen to get a midnight snack and I dropped a glass of water on the ground and she got blamed for it.
Funny though…she didn't say it wasn't her who broke the glass. She took the blame…for me…and never mentioned it to me again.
But I guess she was so concentrated on my hand, she missed my white lie. Well, good news for me. Once she was finished, I smiled at her. "Thank you mother."
***(Jou's POV)
Sitting on my favorite rock the next day, I sighed happily. I was feeling particularly happy today, don't ask me why. It's just one of those things. I sighed and closed my eyes. Today, I felt like flying on some invisible wings. Not that I can fly...just one of those feelings. But I guess I never got the chance, because then, I felt a hand on my shoulder. Spinning my head around I saw a bandaged hand, a violet arm, and then…
Dark Magician
"Dark!" I said happily. "How's the hand?" Sighing heavily, Dark plopped down beside me and closed his eyes, rubbing his hand. "It hurts. Ever since Summoned Skull gave me a burn on it too…and then he wrote something on my face and he won't tell me what it is…and then he said that no one liked me and that I was an insensitive and clue-less jerk." I smiled and turned to him putting one hand on a rock to balance myself. "Hey, I'll read it for…" but then my hand slipped! "Ah!" I gasped as I fell forward. Feeling myself being caught in strong arms, I slowly opened my eyes. I was in Dark's arms and I was lying across his body…
Oops.
"D-Dark!" I stammered getting up to my feet quickly. "I-I'm…" but by getting up to look at Dark, I saw what Skull had written on Dark's forehead. Quickly feeling a laugh coming on, I vainly tried to hide it by looking away, but I could still hear myself snickering. I heard Dark get up and ask, "What? What's so funny? What did Skull write?" Turning around and trying not to look at his forehead, I smiled. "Er…I'll tell you later…" Sighing, Dark looked away. "Jou…" he said. "There's something I want to tell you…" He wants to tell me something? Is he going to tell me…
NAH!
There's no way! I'm going crazy! Hahaha, good joke Jou, but not true. "Er…Dark?" I said. "Before you can say anything, I was thinking about when you said that Skull called you an…um…clue-less jerk." Dark stared at me. "So?" he said. "What about it? You think I'm a jerk too?" Blushing and flustered, I exclaimed, "No! No! I would never think that! It's just…" I sighed as I trailed off. Then, looking at his angry face, I smiled. "Don't forget…I'm on your side." I guess that must've surprised Dark, because he stared at me and said, "Wha?" Smiling because he was clue- less, (I guess he is after all) I repeated myself again. "Dark, I'm on your side. I'm your light. Don't think my loyalty will falter. Besides…you're there for me all the time, right?" Dark smiled and rubbed his hand a little. "Of course. I have to look out for my Hikari."
Nodding happily, I grinned. "I won't leave you alone. Remember that, ok?" I said quietly. Dark nodded and blushed, looking away. "Oh," he said trying to change the subject. "About what Skull wrote on me…" Remembering what was on his face, I gave a small snort of laughter. "Dark," I giggled. "How many people saw your face?" Dark shrugged his shoulders and said, "Not many. Why?" Grinning, I turned away, laughing. But while I was laughing to myself, I felt a pair of arms come around my waist and then gently tackle me to the ground so fast, I didn't realize until I was being pinned by Dark's weight on the ground. "Now I've got you, my little Hikari." Dark teased while he sat on my back. "What shall I do to you?" "Getting off me would be nice," I said flatly. Dark shifted his weight so that one of his arms held mine down, while the other was supporting him so he could turn and look at me, and his knees were over mine, but his feet were over my ankles, keeping me from running anywhere. "Better?" he asked his voice overloaded with sugar.
"Not by much…" I muttered. "Can I get up now, master?" Dark grinned. "Master, huh?" he said. "Well, if I'm your master, then tell me my servant…(I'll kill him for that) what does it say on my face?" Taking one last look at his face, I asked warily, "You really want to know?" Dark nodded. "All right…don't say I didn't warn you." Dark smiled and said, "Believe me Jou, there's nothing in the world right now that can surprise me." Nodding, I looked up. "It says…" I trailed off leaving the suspense. Dark playfully laid down beside me, so his body was next to me and he was finally off me, but he wrapped one arm around me, and drew me close. Blushing, I noted position we were in. Dark had one leg still on my feet, he was sitting up on one arm to hold himself up and he had the other arm around me…
Well, I was better off.
I had flipped myself over onto my back and was looking up at the sky. "It says…"
"Yes? Yes?"
"You're an insensitive clue-less jerk."
Dark looked at me surprised. "He fit all that onto my face?" he asked. Nodding, I smiled. "Yup." Dark shrugged and sat up for a minute, taking off his armor, letting his violet hair flow past his shoulders. Then, without a word, he lay back down beside me and blushed a bit. "Jou…?" he asked. Looking at him, I blinked. "What Dark?" I asked. "Is something wrong?" Dark grinned and suddenly grabbed me and pulled so I was lying across his chest. "D-Dark!" I stuttered. "I…" But Dark gave me a soft, "Shh…just let me hold you like this for a while…please." And held me in his arms. I guess I didn't mind it much, so I closed my eyes and relaxed as the sun looked down upon us.
I'm flying now…
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