Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh plain and simple as that ^.~
Hey everyone! Sup? Once again thank you to everyone that read and/or reviewed it means a lot to me! Luv u guys lots! K now I know that this chapter might come as a disappointment so... I'm giving you all a fair warning, this chappie sucks. anyway though thanks for still reading, and I hope you enjoy it despite the fact that it's probably a total letdown. It's thank you time now though so YAY!
Guardian-381: Hey you! Omg, "The Ride" is such an amazing fic! However Near You Always will always be my fav! Ha-ha, I have so much fun talking to you on msn, and receiving your reviews! Thanks for always being there for me. I wuv you! Suspense... it's what keeps people interested and Lord knows I need to try to make this interesting, I think I'm even boring myself I'm so bad. Umm... about the whole don't make Joey suffer... so sorry, this chappie is most likely a let down. But no matter, I tried ne? Thanks for reading it before hand means so much! Ja ne!
anime AndrAIa: Ya, I agree for a smart ass and a puppy they are pretty foolish! Thanks for reviewing, I always enjoy reading them; make me proud to write knowing I can look forward to your sweet reviews! So how did your finals go? I'm sure you passed them with flying colours! Well, at least school is over! YAY! You have any summer plans? Enjoy your summer while it lasts k? Cuz before you know it were back in school again, and I'm starting High school, so kinda freaked! Lol, thanks for everything, I hope you enjoy the chappie!
Hikari no Yami: LOL, don't think about it to hard... it's pretty simple, but still don't stress about it! Thank for reviewing, it really made me smile and it cracked me up. He he... Joey's accent is quite funny ne? Ha-ha well, enjoy the chappie and hope you have a nice day!
Luminous Blane: Um... I'm sick how?
Yugi-obsessed: Hi! Trinity is the best when it comes to matchmaking! So if you wanna hook up with anyone I'll send her right over k? ^.~ As for Mokuba well, let's just say he learned from the best! Thanks for reviewing. Here have a Yugi plushie! it should arrive in a day or so: P Thanks for the review later!
Rox: Aww... thanks! You really liked it? So sweet Thankies! Hope you like this chappie too!
Zypher: Hey how you doin'? I love hearing from you! Your reviews are cool! So you liked the chapter! Aww... thanks a lot! How's ur summer going? Hey and don't worry if you can't always review, I love ya anyways Thanks for taking the time though it means a lot to me! C ya later and have an awesome summer!
Beady: Sorry, it's taking so long, I'm just no as into this fic anymore, writing has kinda lost it's edge, so I'm really sorry if this chappie is a let down. I'm working on the next chappie as soon as I post this though so hopefully it's out soon! I'm happy to see you're so enthusiastic about it though! Thanks for the review!
Chapter12: Cry of Distress
Yami slowly brushed away a few strands of hair that lay inches away from Yugi's closed eyes. His light was sleeping peacefully on his bed, unaware of his darkness watching over him. He looked like an angel to Yami. He sat there gazing at his beautiful hikari as the moonlight cast shadows on his face, it made him look even more innocent, if that were even possible
The ancient ruler was at a loss for words when it came time to describing his aibou. To him, there were no words in the world that could possibly describe how perfect Yugi appeared to be. His blemish free face, cherubic features, rosy pink lips, his unique tri-coloured hair, so much like his own. Yugi was a gift from heaven sent down into the hands of darkness, where he was Yami's to forever protect, watch over and cherish, but never to have.
The pharaoh slowly brought his hand up to caress Yugi's soft cheek, enjoying the feel of the youth's soft flesh, it felt so warm. He continued to draw little circles with his finger along Yugi's jawbone, wanting nothing more, then at this moment to kiss his soft, strawberry lips, it was too inviting.
Soon the spirit decided to head back to his soul room before Yugi awoke for his usual nightly bathroom break. Wandering around his maze of a room, he thought about what Trinity had told him a couple of hours ago.
~*~Flashback~*~
Yami was taking a walk in the park to clear his mind and free himself of stress, when he bumped he noticed Trinity sitting on the park bench feeding the birds, which was a rather odd thing to do close to midnight.
"Hey Trinity."
Trinity looked up to see Yami's ruby eyes staring down at her curiously. "Huh? Oh hey Yami! What are you doing out so late?"
Yami took a seat on the bench beside her, "I should be asking you the same, but apparently you're feeding the birds' ne?"
Trinity looked at him "How ever did you guess Sherlock?" her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Ha-ha! so funny, so why are you feeding the birds so late at night?"
"Why are you out for a walk so late and why aren't you at home with Yugi?"
"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to answer a question with a question?"
"Whatever, hey Yami I meant to ask you, are you interested in joining my poetry class at school?"
"Poetry class? What is that?"
"You know, a class where you teach poetry or in your case learn... You know the ancient Egyptians used to write a lot of poetry in their time for each other to express deep feelings they had for one another. If they were afraid to tell someone how they truly felt then they'd write them a piece and in it they could express how much they cared for their koi."
"If they were afraid to tell... so what you're saying is that... if say someone liked someone else and they had a fear of rejection or something of the sort they could... instead of telling them in words how they felt they could convey it in the form of poetry?"
Trinity smirked, "that's exactly what I'm trying to say, so are you up for it?"
"Umm... I..." The spirit shifted uncomfortably.
Trinity looked at him worriedly as she draped her arm around his shoulders, "Yami... you don't have to make your decision right now, but if your not sure why don't you just stop on by after school tomorrow, that's when were having our first class, Yugi's gonna be there so if you plan on waiting for him, you might as well check it out."
Yami smiled at the thought of Yugi. "Thanks Trin' I think I might just do that, I should be getting home now though, I don't like to leave Yugi for too long, and you should be getting home now too."
"Yes, o mighty pharaoh... I'll check ya tomorrow, nighty night Hun'" She winked as she disappeared into the darkness of the night.
~*~End of Flashback~*~
Exhausted Yami stooped down on his bed and sighed. Trinity's poetry class might actually do him some good. In one way it might help him express his deep feelings towards the light of his life, and reconnect a bit with his past, if ancient Egyptians wrote poetry how hard could it be I mean he was Pharaoh after all.
Meanwhile Joey wandered the cold lifeless streets alone. His only company the crickets chirping noisily in the grass. The dark streets were quiet and desolate, not a soul in sight at this time of night.
It was close to 3 in the morning and Joey still continued to hover around aimlessly lost in his own pit of despair. Nothing could make him feel more lost and alone then he felt right at this very moment. He felt as if his heart had been ripped out and torn into a thousand pieces. His fear of rejection which seemed so far away when he was in Kaiba's arms just mere hours ago had now became a reality. Something that he had always dreaded now became his life. How could someone mean so much to him, but him mean nothing to them? What was the point of any of this anymore?
As Joey slowly approached his house he dried any evidence of tears in his amber eyes. He made his way up the stony path to the front door of his house. His father should be asleep at this time of night.
Joey turned the knob of the door and let himself in, half expecting to see his father there lying on the floor unconscious after getting drunk at some friends house and passing out as soon as he got home. Luckily, he got to skip this whole drama tonight. Joey made his way up the stairs, one step at a time, not trusting himself to walk fast before he fell down the stairs. He refused to risk it, in his fragile state; at least his night couldn't get any worse, or so he thought.
As he found his room, he opened the door and slipped out of his shirt, expecting to just fall into bed and not wake up for say the next year or so. Instead his lights flickered on though and his father, drunk out of his mind stood in front of his bed screaming for the life of him.
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STAYING OUT THIS LATE?"
Joey, who was half asleep and had a major migraine, couldn't take the yelling, "What? Pop's what are you..." Before the teen could even finish his sentence he collapsed.
"YOUNG MAN, PICK YOUR DIRTY ASS OFF THE FLOOR AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF, YOU'RE NOTHING BUT DONKEY SHIT. GET UP!"
When Joey didn't budge, his father took out his belt and began to beat him mercilessly, leaving deep gashes and brand marks along his already bruised body. "GET UP! YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF TRASH!" he slapped his son brutally leaving a large hand print on his face.
Yet still, in his passed out state he neither could feel hear his fathers cruel words or have the strength to get up. His so called father continued to hit his son, as he took his occasional mouthfuls of alcohol and spit every so often at Joey's lifeless body.
Slowly, but surely after being unconscious for approximately 20 minutes, Joey's eyes cracked open, and an intense sting of pain coursed through his entire body, and he felt the urge to throw up and die at the exact moment. The pain was unbearable. His father was even more drunk then before and his belt continued to cut its way into the boy's sensitive skin, harder than ever.
As Joey used whatever strength he had left to try and get himself out of harms way he felt this same man he once called "dad" kicking him in his already partially broken ribs, laughing manically as he heard them crack. After 20 more minutes of pure torture and torment, the older man passed out on the floor, alcohol spilling out of his mouth.
Joey winced in pain, as he tried to sit up, blood pouring out of his side, where his father kicked him in the ribs, and where he was lashed with the belt.
All of this, it was too much for Joey. The rejection, he beatings, the loneliness, he couldn't take it anymore, he wanted his life to end, but thankfully he had no strength left within him, as the teen passed out for the second time that night, just before he saw a pair of hazel eyes flashing him a look from outside, which he was more then sure was an hallucination.
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Babygurl: Well, that was probably a shitty chapter
Joey: Ya damn rite it was, what was up wit getting' da livin' hell knocked out a me?
Seto: Ha, it seems she did my work for me
Babygurl: I meant to do no such thing, I just needed some drama in there I guess.
Yami: So... am I joining Trinity's poetry class?
Yugi: I thought this fic was a Y/Y
Marik and Malik: And where do we come in?
Bakura: Am I even in this fic?
Ryou: Bakura don't be so rude...
Bakura: Shut up hikari
Joey: Answer me
Babygurl: To many damned questions
Hema: K there...
Yugi: Is she gonna be ok?
Hema: Ya, don't worry about her, she's just going to the mad house again... and Joey she needed drama, Seto you're gonna have to clean up the mess, Yami of course you're joining, Yugi... it is, she's just taking a detour of the sort, Marik and Malik, you'll make an appearance soon enough, Bakura, yes you are in this fic, and stop being so mean to Ryou!! And now I'm going to go check on the authoress, excuse me.
Hey everyone! Sup? Once again thank you to everyone that read and/or reviewed it means a lot to me! Luv u guys lots! K now I know that this chapter might come as a disappointment so... I'm giving you all a fair warning, this chappie sucks. anyway though thanks for still reading, and I hope you enjoy it despite the fact that it's probably a total letdown. It's thank you time now though so YAY!
Guardian-381: Hey you! Omg, "The Ride" is such an amazing fic! However Near You Always will always be my fav! Ha-ha, I have so much fun talking to you on msn, and receiving your reviews! Thanks for always being there for me. I wuv you! Suspense... it's what keeps people interested and Lord knows I need to try to make this interesting, I think I'm even boring myself I'm so bad. Umm... about the whole don't make Joey suffer... so sorry, this chappie is most likely a let down. But no matter, I tried ne? Thanks for reading it before hand means so much! Ja ne!
anime AndrAIa: Ya, I agree for a smart ass and a puppy they are pretty foolish! Thanks for reviewing, I always enjoy reading them; make me proud to write knowing I can look forward to your sweet reviews! So how did your finals go? I'm sure you passed them with flying colours! Well, at least school is over! YAY! You have any summer plans? Enjoy your summer while it lasts k? Cuz before you know it were back in school again, and I'm starting High school, so kinda freaked! Lol, thanks for everything, I hope you enjoy the chappie!
Hikari no Yami: LOL, don't think about it to hard... it's pretty simple, but still don't stress about it! Thank for reviewing, it really made me smile and it cracked me up. He he... Joey's accent is quite funny ne? Ha-ha well, enjoy the chappie and hope you have a nice day!
Luminous Blane: Um... I'm sick how?
Yugi-obsessed: Hi! Trinity is the best when it comes to matchmaking! So if you wanna hook up with anyone I'll send her right over k? ^.~ As for Mokuba well, let's just say he learned from the best! Thanks for reviewing. Here have a Yugi plushie! it should arrive in a day or so: P Thanks for the review later!
Rox: Aww... thanks! You really liked it? So sweet Thankies! Hope you like this chappie too!
Zypher: Hey how you doin'? I love hearing from you! Your reviews are cool! So you liked the chapter! Aww... thanks a lot! How's ur summer going? Hey and don't worry if you can't always review, I love ya anyways Thanks for taking the time though it means a lot to me! C ya later and have an awesome summer!
Beady: Sorry, it's taking so long, I'm just no as into this fic anymore, writing has kinda lost it's edge, so I'm really sorry if this chappie is a let down. I'm working on the next chappie as soon as I post this though so hopefully it's out soon! I'm happy to see you're so enthusiastic about it though! Thanks for the review!
Chapter12: Cry of Distress
Yami slowly brushed away a few strands of hair that lay inches away from Yugi's closed eyes. His light was sleeping peacefully on his bed, unaware of his darkness watching over him. He looked like an angel to Yami. He sat there gazing at his beautiful hikari as the moonlight cast shadows on his face, it made him look even more innocent, if that were even possible
The ancient ruler was at a loss for words when it came time to describing his aibou. To him, there were no words in the world that could possibly describe how perfect Yugi appeared to be. His blemish free face, cherubic features, rosy pink lips, his unique tri-coloured hair, so much like his own. Yugi was a gift from heaven sent down into the hands of darkness, where he was Yami's to forever protect, watch over and cherish, but never to have.
The pharaoh slowly brought his hand up to caress Yugi's soft cheek, enjoying the feel of the youth's soft flesh, it felt so warm. He continued to draw little circles with his finger along Yugi's jawbone, wanting nothing more, then at this moment to kiss his soft, strawberry lips, it was too inviting.
Soon the spirit decided to head back to his soul room before Yugi awoke for his usual nightly bathroom break. Wandering around his maze of a room, he thought about what Trinity had told him a couple of hours ago.
~*~Flashback~*~
Yami was taking a walk in the park to clear his mind and free himself of stress, when he bumped he noticed Trinity sitting on the park bench feeding the birds, which was a rather odd thing to do close to midnight.
"Hey Trinity."
Trinity looked up to see Yami's ruby eyes staring down at her curiously. "Huh? Oh hey Yami! What are you doing out so late?"
Yami took a seat on the bench beside her, "I should be asking you the same, but apparently you're feeding the birds' ne?"
Trinity looked at him "How ever did you guess Sherlock?" her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Ha-ha! so funny, so why are you feeding the birds so late at night?"
"Why are you out for a walk so late and why aren't you at home with Yugi?"
"Didn't anyone ever tell you not to answer a question with a question?"
"Whatever, hey Yami I meant to ask you, are you interested in joining my poetry class at school?"
"Poetry class? What is that?"
"You know, a class where you teach poetry or in your case learn... You know the ancient Egyptians used to write a lot of poetry in their time for each other to express deep feelings they had for one another. If they were afraid to tell someone how they truly felt then they'd write them a piece and in it they could express how much they cared for their koi."
"If they were afraid to tell... so what you're saying is that... if say someone liked someone else and they had a fear of rejection or something of the sort they could... instead of telling them in words how they felt they could convey it in the form of poetry?"
Trinity smirked, "that's exactly what I'm trying to say, so are you up for it?"
"Umm... I..." The spirit shifted uncomfortably.
Trinity looked at him worriedly as she draped her arm around his shoulders, "Yami... you don't have to make your decision right now, but if your not sure why don't you just stop on by after school tomorrow, that's when were having our first class, Yugi's gonna be there so if you plan on waiting for him, you might as well check it out."
Yami smiled at the thought of Yugi. "Thanks Trin' I think I might just do that, I should be getting home now though, I don't like to leave Yugi for too long, and you should be getting home now too."
"Yes, o mighty pharaoh... I'll check ya tomorrow, nighty night Hun'" She winked as she disappeared into the darkness of the night.
~*~End of Flashback~*~
Exhausted Yami stooped down on his bed and sighed. Trinity's poetry class might actually do him some good. In one way it might help him express his deep feelings towards the light of his life, and reconnect a bit with his past, if ancient Egyptians wrote poetry how hard could it be I mean he was Pharaoh after all.
Meanwhile Joey wandered the cold lifeless streets alone. His only company the crickets chirping noisily in the grass. The dark streets were quiet and desolate, not a soul in sight at this time of night.
It was close to 3 in the morning and Joey still continued to hover around aimlessly lost in his own pit of despair. Nothing could make him feel more lost and alone then he felt right at this very moment. He felt as if his heart had been ripped out and torn into a thousand pieces. His fear of rejection which seemed so far away when he was in Kaiba's arms just mere hours ago had now became a reality. Something that he had always dreaded now became his life. How could someone mean so much to him, but him mean nothing to them? What was the point of any of this anymore?
As Joey slowly approached his house he dried any evidence of tears in his amber eyes. He made his way up the stony path to the front door of his house. His father should be asleep at this time of night.
Joey turned the knob of the door and let himself in, half expecting to see his father there lying on the floor unconscious after getting drunk at some friends house and passing out as soon as he got home. Luckily, he got to skip this whole drama tonight. Joey made his way up the stairs, one step at a time, not trusting himself to walk fast before he fell down the stairs. He refused to risk it, in his fragile state; at least his night couldn't get any worse, or so he thought.
As he found his room, he opened the door and slipped out of his shirt, expecting to just fall into bed and not wake up for say the next year or so. Instead his lights flickered on though and his father, drunk out of his mind stood in front of his bed screaming for the life of him.
"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE STAYING OUT THIS LATE?"
Joey, who was half asleep and had a major migraine, couldn't take the yelling, "What? Pop's what are you..." Before the teen could even finish his sentence he collapsed.
"YOUNG MAN, PICK YOUR DIRTY ASS OFF THE FLOOR AND EXPLAIN YOURSELF, YOU'RE NOTHING BUT DONKEY SHIT. GET UP!"
When Joey didn't budge, his father took out his belt and began to beat him mercilessly, leaving deep gashes and brand marks along his already bruised body. "GET UP! YOU WORTHLESS PIECE OF TRASH!" he slapped his son brutally leaving a large hand print on his face.
Yet still, in his passed out state he neither could feel hear his fathers cruel words or have the strength to get up. His so called father continued to hit his son, as he took his occasional mouthfuls of alcohol and spit every so often at Joey's lifeless body.
Slowly, but surely after being unconscious for approximately 20 minutes, Joey's eyes cracked open, and an intense sting of pain coursed through his entire body, and he felt the urge to throw up and die at the exact moment. The pain was unbearable. His father was even more drunk then before and his belt continued to cut its way into the boy's sensitive skin, harder than ever.
As Joey used whatever strength he had left to try and get himself out of harms way he felt this same man he once called "dad" kicking him in his already partially broken ribs, laughing manically as he heard them crack. After 20 more minutes of pure torture and torment, the older man passed out on the floor, alcohol spilling out of his mouth.
Joey winced in pain, as he tried to sit up, blood pouring out of his side, where his father kicked him in the ribs, and where he was lashed with the belt.
All of this, it was too much for Joey. The rejection, he beatings, the loneliness, he couldn't take it anymore, he wanted his life to end, but thankfully he had no strength left within him, as the teen passed out for the second time that night, just before he saw a pair of hazel eyes flashing him a look from outside, which he was more then sure was an hallucination.
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Babygurl: Well, that was probably a shitty chapter
Joey: Ya damn rite it was, what was up wit getting' da livin' hell knocked out a me?
Seto: Ha, it seems she did my work for me
Babygurl: I meant to do no such thing, I just needed some drama in there I guess.
Yami: So... am I joining Trinity's poetry class?
Yugi: I thought this fic was a Y/Y
Marik and Malik: And where do we come in?
Bakura: Am I even in this fic?
Ryou: Bakura don't be so rude...
Bakura: Shut up hikari
Joey: Answer me
Babygurl: To many damned questions
Hema: K there...
Yugi: Is she gonna be ok?
Hema: Ya, don't worry about her, she's just going to the mad house again... and Joey she needed drama, Seto you're gonna have to clean up the mess, Yami of course you're joining, Yugi... it is, she's just taking a detour of the sort, Marik and Malik, you'll make an appearance soon enough, Bakura, yes you are in this fic, and stop being so mean to Ryou!! And now I'm going to go check on the authoress, excuse me.