Hello, my little skiddily-doos!
Yes, I know, you're all ten years older since the last time I updated, but try going to a school where Chemistry is a female dog and a half!
Anyone who tries to tell you that Chemistry is easy is LYING! LIARS, I TELL YOU!
Magic Touch
It had been about a week since Joey had fully recovered from his injuries. He wasn't really supposed to walk all that much, but as of lately he had been breaking that rule, much to Yami's unlike.
Samuel still hadn't returned to the house. Not that Joey was worried about him or anything, but it just seemed strange…
After being bored out of his gore for a month straight, Joey decided that he and Yami needed to go out and get some fresh air.
The two boys were currently walking into the city, where they could hopefully find some kind of adventure that was fun but would also keep them out of trouble.
It was around 9:00 pm, not that late at all considering that most of the city would be up all night.
"Man," Joey said, stopping to sit down for a second and focus of rubbing his aching knee. "Maybe walking wasn't such a good idea."
"How else do you suppose we get anywhere?" Yami chimed in.
"I don't know," The blonde moaned. He deeply missed his precious automobile which, unfortunately, was considered totaled by the insurance company and Joey was still waiting for the check to come in the mail.
The boys happened to walk passed a familiar place, The Spider club. Joey turned to Yami and raised his eyebrows.
"Should we?"
Yami shuffled his feet.
"Are you kidding? Don't you remember what happened last time?"
Joey sighed.
"Yam, quit being a worry-wart, babe. I'm sure the bartender would like to see us again…what was his name?"
Yami smiled.
"His name's Ross. He's probably the nicest guy you'll ever meet in a bar."
Joey nodded.
"Let's just stop in for a minute."
"Joey, do you even have any money?"
Joey fumbled through his pocket and pulled out his wallet, flipping out his father's credit card.
"Oh, please, Joey," Yami started "He probably had it disabled weeks ago."
"So? What's the harm in trying?"
Yami sighed and allowed Joey to drag him through the front entrance, where the boys identified themselves and headed inside.
It was the same, dark and busy. Joey spotted Ross behind the counter holding a rag and a glass.
"Hey!" Joey said, approaching the counter.
Ross double-taked, then looked up. He chuckled.
"Hey, what are you two doin' here?"
Yami smiled.
"Joey insisted we stop in."
Ross nodded.
"How are you two?"
"Okay," Joey answered. "We were in a car accident about a month ago."
"No kiddin'?" Ross replied, concerned. "You guys okay?"
"Yeah, we're better now."
The conversation would have gladly continued if it weren't for the manager, who had made his way out of the back room. He glanced at Yami and smiled.
"Yami! Great! You're here to reapply, right?"
Yami laughed, then quickly shook his head.
"No, no…Joey and I are just here for a little R&R…"
"Aw, damn, that's a shame. We sure do miss you, Yami. Do you think maybe you could do just one little routine for us?"
Yami fumbled through his words. He really didn't ever want to be on that stage again…
He looked up at Joey as if asking for permission.
Joey looked down at the floor, then sighed and looked back at Yami.
"Just one, understand? And I want to make sure someone's watching him the entire time. I don't trust these people…"
The manager laughed jokingly.
"Don't you worry, blondie, there'll be tons of people watching him…"
"That's not what I-
The manager dragged a laughing Yami into the back room so he could change. Joey grunted and sat himself down at the counter.
"Oh, we're not jealous are we?" Ross joked.
"Jealous of what?" Joey asked.
"The fact that he gets so much attention."
"Well, I don't exactly like the kind of attention he gets."
"I don't think he does, either." Ross said.
Joey turned himself around so he was watching Yami as he stepped out from behind the curtain. He quickly turned away when the hooting and whistling began.
"Jesus, this is nauseating…"
Ross chuckled.
Joey couldn't bring himself to turn back around. He thought Yami didn't want this, but apparently it was still a bigger part of him.
The blonde got up from the table and headed back into the restroom.
Yami bowed and smiled as his crowd positively responded. Although he hated the concept, he loved the attention.
After redressing himself, he headed back out into the dance floor, looking for Joey.
"Hey, Ross…" he said, approaching the counter "Where's Joey?"
Ross pointed with his finger.
"He went back that way. To the bathroom, I'm guessing."
Yami nodded and made his way down the hall.
However, he was stopped when a hand set itself on his shoulder.
"Yami! Long time, no see…how are you?"
Yami turned around to stare into the face of Kenny, his bastard-of-an-ex-boyfriend.
"What on earth do you want?" Yami asked, his eyes narrowing in hatred and anger.
"I miss you…" Kenny said, pulling Yami into a hug.
Yami shoved him away.
"Get out of here, you disgusting prick. I have to go find my boyfriend…"
"Boyfriend?" Kenny said, startled.
He advanced on Yami, grabbing him by the wrist and dragging him through the backdoor.
"Kenny!" Yami cried. "Kenny, stop!"
Kenny refused to stop as Yami became more frightened. He saw a white SUV come into view…
Before he knew it, he was thrown into the backseat. The doors were locked and Yami was alone with him…
"What do you want, Kenny?" Yami asked, determination and fear evident in his usually strong voice.
"What do I want? I want what I haven't had in so long…"
Kenny moved in to kiss on Yami's neck. Yami slapped him harshly and back away.
"I swear to God, Kenny, I will get my boyfriend out here and he will beat the living hell out of you!"
"Go ahead, maybe he can watch…"
"Kenny!" Yami cried, begging for someone to hear him. "KENNY!"
Kenny advanced in on Yami again, unbuckling his belt and pushing him onto his back…
XXX
Joey exited the restroom, slowly walking back into the room. He saw that Yami had completed his routine.
However, when he looked around, he saw no sign of the boy…
"Ross?" Joey questioned.
Ross turned around from what he was doing and faced Joey.
"Whatcha need, Joe?"
"Where's Yami?"
Ross's eyebrows furrowed in questioning.
"He's not with you? I told him you were in the bathroom and he went in to go get you…"
"Oh, jeez…"
Joey took another look around the room before coming back to Ross.
"Which way did he go?"
"Over where the bathrooms are; I don't know where he got to…"
"Do you think you could help me look for him?"
"I don't see why not…"
After asking one of the waitresses to briefly take over the bar, Ross followed Joey out the side door into the night.
"Yami?" Joey called, repeating himself several times.
Yami sprung up at Joey's voice, yet Kenny held him down. Yami had been stripped naked, but Joey's interruption had prevented Kenny from going any further…
Ross spotted the white truck sitting suspiciously in the alleyway. He nudged Joey over with his head.
The blonde brought a fist up to the window harshly, yet it wasn't enough to shatter it. He heard a 'shut up' from behind it…
"Yami? Are you in there?" Joey called again.
Yami screamed his muffled voice through Kenny's hand, which was pressed firmly against his mouth. It may have been faint, but it was loud enough for Ross.
"I think he's in there, Joe…"
Yami broke himself free of the boy for a second to shout for Joey.
"JOEY!" He yelled "JOEY! HE'S…HE'S GONNA-
Kenny slapped him back down again, positioning himself so he was on top of Yami.
"Shut up…just, shut up, got it?"
"HEY!" Joey called "Whoever's in there, you better show your face right now, understand?!"
Ross decided to speak up as well, figuring Joey's voice wasn't nearly as threatening as his own.
"I'll shoot your sorry ass if you touch him, you nasty little perv…now come out, right now!"
Kenny was surprised to hear the second voice and quickly opened the back door.
"Alright, alright, calm down. He's all yours, sheesh."
Ross grabbed him by the hair.
"Kenny?! What the fuck do you want?!"
"Who's Kenny?" Joey asked.
"You remember that story I told you about Yami's ex-boyfriend…?"
The memory came quickly back to Joey, who charged forward and prepared to attack the boy.
Ross held him back.
"Go take care of Yami, Joe…I've been wantin' to get my hands on this bastard for a long time…"
Joey watched Ross attack the boy before turning towards the car again.
Yami had covered himself with his shirt, sitting scrunched up against the back seat with his legs pressed into himself.
"It's me, baby…" Joey said softly.
Yami nodded, scooching himself forward and allowing Joey to take him in his strong arms.
Ross watched a bruised and beaten Kenny run for his life, smiling to himself.
"Come on boys," He said "I'll take ya back to my place…"
Hooray for drama! And updating!
But don't worry…'cause Kenny shall make another appearance sometime later!
YAY!
R&R!
GK09