Two months went by, very little "progress" being made by the patients. They had been integrated into the general population and had made friends...and enemies...of some of the other patients. Free time had been added to their schedules, but the four somehow still hung out with each other the most.
Jonouchi received a note before breakfast. "Dress however you want, but dress up." Frowning, Jo dug out the only suit he had and slipped it on, feeling uncomfortable. The others were already there for breakfast, all wearing their own clothes, except for Ryou, who was in pale gray scrubs. Yugi looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. Jo shrugged.
"I was tole' to dress up." He plopped down in his seat to eat. He wondered what therapy was going to be like today. Even after integrating, the four sat together while they ate. Yugi said nothing, still confused about the kiss from two months ago. He just kept thinking about it, and how nice it was. And he couldn't help but start to develop feelings for Dr. Sennen, even though Yami never tried to kiss him again after that. Sighing, Yugi was...confused. As the four were sent to class, Yugi couldn't help but look forward to therapy, as he enjoyed being in the company of Yami. When it was his turn, Yugi knocked on the door, as usual, and waited to be summoned in. Walking in, he set his shoes by the door and went and sat down on the couch.
Yami smiled at Yugi. "I brought my cards today." Pulling out a deck, Yugi grinned big. Yugi thought Yami had forgotten.
"I gotta go get my cards." Yugi got up, but stopped at Yami's voice.
"We can have therapy in your room today, let's go together." Grinning, Yugi nodded and led Yami back to his room. Once in the room, Yugi settled down on the bed, grabbing his deck. Sitting on the other side of his bed, Yami smiled as well. As the men got their decks ready, Yugi looked up at Yami.
"Any special rules?" Yugi asked. Yami shook his head no, and the two men started to duel. As they dueled, the two men made small talks about their likes, their dislikes, and their lives. After the duel, in which Yamii won, but just barely, Yugi laughed, laying back on his bed in fake exhaustion.
"Well, Yugi, I did enjoy our time together. Tomorrow, we will go back to a normal therapy session." As Yugi fake pouted, Yami laughed. "We can't just play Duel Monsters every day." Standing up, Yami slipped and fell on Yugi, crushing him with a soft yelp. Pushing up, Yami's face was crimson. "I'm so sorry, Yugi! Forgive my …" Yami was stopped as Yugi lay there, looking up at Yami with nothing less than what Yami would describe as "fuck me" eyes.
Pushing up quickly, Yami cleared his throat. "Sorry, Yugi." Disentangling himself, Yami stood and then realized some of his cards fell on the floor. Kneeling down, Yami went about picking up the cards that fell. As he was almost done, Yami felt a hand on his arm. Grabbing the last card he saw, Yami looked up. Yugi put a hand on Yami's face, and leaned in, kissing Yami. Knowing it was wrong, unable to stop himself, Yami leaned up, engulfing Yugi in a kiss.
Yugi purred into the kiss, deepening it as he wrapped his arms around Yami. This felt so...right. Growling in Yugi's ear, Yami kissed down Yugi's chin to his throat.
"Oh Ra, Yami...you feel…" Yugi couldn't complete his sentence, the feelings were too exquisite. Feeling strong hands on his hips, Yugi shivered at the feelings. Suddenly, Yami pulled back, his face flushed. Yami stood.
"Shit. Yugi...that...that was...I'm sorry. That was wrong. Not only is it wrong for a doctor and a patient, but it's wrong…" Yami wasn't able to complete his sentence as Yugi exploded on the inside. He had heard this all his life, but he couldn't believe that what he felt was wrong.
Suddenly, Yugi exploded on the outside. "You're here to change everyone to what society wants, while hiding behind your white coat. You are making me feel inferior because I'm gay...but what are you? And who has the power to tell us who we love?" Yugi was getting pissed...but mostly pissed at himself. He got up and turned his back to Yami.
Yami frowned, "Indeed, well we aren't the people who run the world. I do understand, but unfortunately Seto and I are unable to stop our treatments due to the said society."
"Are you fucking kidding me?" Yugi turned around and stormed over, glaring up at Yami, a fist on each hip. "Do you fucking hear yourself? You are a fucking hypocrite. I'd rather be in here than a fucking hypocrite. You are fucking scared to stand up for anyone or anything that might harm your safe sentimentalities. I can't fucking believe I'm in love with a coward. Just get out." Yugi was shaking as he turned, going into the bathroom and shutting the door with a quiet click.
Standing still, Yami sighed, eyes heavy. He heard what Yugi said, each and every word. Silently, he left.
()()()
Jonouchi was the last one brought in for Seto for the day. Jonouchi padded in when it was his turn, sitting down on the sofa. There was a table set with plates, dishes, and candles. Seto walked out of his bathroom in a suit. "Therapy. I am giving my normal proposal. Persuade me. I will have a lovely dinner with you; you can feel free to behave as you wish. But then, we get to have a dinner under my directives tomorrow. I promise to set the "doctor" aside for these two sessions, at least outwardly. I, of course, will still be cataloguing in my brain.'
Jonouchi rolled his eyes, "Whatever, let's just get this over with."
Seto smiled. "We have chicken, steak, and fish. Which would you prefer?" He pulled a chair out, motioning for Jonouchi to come sit.
Jonouchi moved over and sat down in the chair, "Chicken would be nice."
Seto smiled, nodding. He went over and grabbed one of the containers, setting it down in front of Jonouchi. He grabbed another and sat down, showing steak. "Would you like water, grape juice, or tea?" he asked kindly.
"Tea," Jo answered, wondering what type of game Seto was playing with him.
Seto smiled, Pouring tea for both, he offered sweetener. "So, what do you like to do?" He started cutting into his meat.
Jonouchi put some sugar into his tea, stirring it, "Aside from what I'm being locked up in here for? I used to be part of a gang. So I like to fight."
Seto smirked. "We have a gym."
"Cool," he slightly smiled, cutting into the chicken.
"Wanna go there afterwards?" Seto asked.
"Probably," Katsuya nodded, taking a bite of the chicken. He hummed in appreciation, the chicken was exquisitely cooked.
Seto nodded. "We have weights, mats, and bags. I usually go there in the evenings." He kept eating.
"Good to know," Jo blushed, but continued to eat.
Seto looked up. Swallowed hard he then looked down. "Your eyes ... are a pretty color."
"T-Thanks," Jonouchi blushed. "Yours are nice too."
Seto looked up, swallowing thickly. "Thanks." he whispered. Seto quit eating the vegetables, since they must be undercooked as his stomach just twitched.
Jonouchi nodded, eating quietly.
After eating, Seto got up, offering his hand. "Gym?" he asked simply.
"Sure," Jo replied, accepting Seto's hand.
Seto led him through the quiet halls, as it was after dinner hour and all were back in their rooms. Getting to the gym, Seto walked in, turning on the lights. Punching in a keypad he locked the door. There were mats, ropes, bags...it was a fairly well stocked gym. Pretty much anything you could think of was in there. After all, Domino Hospital spared no expense.
Jonouchi looked around. He was impressed.
Seto stripped out of his socks, shoes, and shirt and stood just in his slacks. He obviously worked out, abs defined. Looking to Jonouchi, Seto raised an eyebrow. "What do you want to do first?"
Jonouchi stripped down. He wore a pair of cargo khaki shorts under his suit. He shoved his stuff into an unoccupied corner.
"Sand bag first," he cracked his knuckles. "Need to make sure I haven't become rusty."
Seto nodded, swallowing hard and turning away. Jonouchi looked..good. Well, of course that thought would be there...Seto was playing a role, trying to be an attentive date. Ignoring the slight chub in his pants, he went over and started working on the pullup bar, arm muscles straining, but seemingly pulling himself up with ease.
Jonouchi punched and kicked the sand bag. He grinned, please he hadn't lost his touch. He snuck glances at Seto; sighing, he had to admit the icecube did look pretty hot.
Seto jumped down, sweat sheening on his body. Coming over, he smirked. "Getting your frustrations out?"
Jonouchi sweatdropped, noticing the sandbag now looked depressed from how he had punished it, "Uh, yeah sort of."
"What else do you want to do?" Seto grabbed a water bottle and took a drink, then poured some over his head, handing a bottle to Jonouchi.
The honey eyed man drank it, setting it down when done, "Probably lift for a few minutes or so."
"Ok, let's go. I'll spot you." The good doctor went over to a free weight and started putting weights on. "How much?" Muscles straining and rippling in his back as Seto started putting on weights.
"Meh, we'll see what works," Jo said, helping Seto put the weights on before Jonouchi started doing some deadlifts, his muscles and well toned body on display for Seto.
Seto sweatdropped. Breathing a bit heavier, his voice cracked. "You're pretty strong." he observed.
"I lived on the streets for a long time, doc. I have to be strong," Jo grunted, setting it down as he added on a bit more before doing another set.
Seto swallowed harder. "I'm sorry your life has been hard."
"No need to apologize. I know life is a bitch," he said simply, setting the barbell down when he was done and unracking it.
Seto was really confused. His heart was going out to Jonouchi. He didn't understand why. Must be this therapy. Well, he has to finish this to go on to the next. He gently put a hand on Jonouchi's arm and walked around in front of him, looking into his eyes. "Yea, but I can still be sorry." he whispered.
"Yeah, but shit happens," Katsuya muttered, eyes cutting away and down.
"I'm still sorry." the blue eyed man whispered, leaning over and giving Jonouchi a gentle kiss.
Jonouchi raised a brow, wondering why Seto was kissing him. He hesitantly pressed back.
Seto was trying to figure out why this felt so natural. His brain then made a decision to shut down. Pulling Jonouchi to him, he deepened the kiss. Jonouchi moaned softly against Seto's lips. he hadn't expected this, but enjoyed
"Ra, Jo.." Seto gently gripped his hips, kneading them, kissing Jo deeply.
"Y-Yeah?" he asked, panting lightly as he pulled back.
"Why do you feel so good?" he whispered, confused, pulling back to look at Jo, hands ghosting up Jonouchi's abdomen
"I-I don't know," the dirty blond blushed, breath hitching. "Is this part of the therapy?"
Seto looked deeply at Jonouchi. "I don't know...but it isn't supposed to be." he responded honestly, voice raw with lust, need, confusion, and...something else he didn't understand. "I just know that right now, I want you so fucking bad."
"Are you sure you won't get in trouble for this?" Jo's eyes sparkled as he teased the grumpy dragon.
"I don't know." Seto said...not moving...on the edge...trying to regain his sanity.
Jonouchi just stared up into the icy blue depths. He wondered if Seto really wanted this or was just playing him.
"The code is 2768 if you want to leave." he choked out, not moving.
"Ok," Jonouchi kissed him one more time before leaving. "I'm leaving cause you need to know what ya wanna do. I'm not some toy."
Seto sat down on the bench, head in his hands.
Jonouchi stopped once out, leaning against the wall outside the door. He wasn't sure what to do either. He's pretty sure the doctor is just using him to cure him of whatever he has to be cured for. At least, that is what Jo is telling himself.
()()()
Ryou came in, mascara running down his face, tears from his eyes, a piece of paper in his hand. His light blue scrubs had tear drops. His hair was hanging loose around him.
Bakura looked up, instantly angry. "What's wrong?" he asked, dark eyes hardening.
Ryou was sobbing. "My..my sister...she...died." Ryou threw himself at Bakura, who awkwardly held Ryou in a hug. He patted Ryou's back twice. Bakura wasn't a caring, nurturing, supportive type. Ryou didn't seem to mind. Sobbing, Ryou just continued to lay against Bakura. Jo and Yugi said nothing, just sitting sadly, hurting for their friend. Even the others who were sitting near Ryou were quiet. Ryou had quickly become a favorite due to his quiet nature and helpful disposition. Also, Bakura had taken on the role of Ryou's protector, and most people were scared of Bakura, so there was that, too. Saying nothing, Bakura scooped Ryou up and took him back to his room. Laying the whitenette on his bed, Bakura pulled up a chair and sat, smoothing Ryou's hair. He stayed there until the sobbing Brit fell asleep.
()()()
Seto trudged back to his office, mind troubled, and stopped short at seeing Yami standing in it, looking out into the dark night at the city below. "Is Becc ready yet?" Yami asked tonelessly.
Seto jerked his head, looking shocked. "Almost. I have been having interviews. Why?"
"Dr. Necrophades will be joining us on staff Monday." Yami's affect was still very flat as he stared out at the blackness.
Seto's eyes widened. "It will be ready by Friday. Get your list ready, and the forms. We will get them transferred before Zorc can touch them."
Yami handed a stack of papers to Seto. "I've got the forms and lists ready."
Nodding, Seto looked over the list. Eyes widening, he looked up. "Yami...why is your name on the patient list?"