** I'm crying tonight
I'm giving into you **

Giving In

Jou opened his eyes slowly and looked around. For a moment he had forgotten where he was, but it all had come rushing back to him within the instant he saw the room. Jou's eyes lowered slightly and he smirked. He had fucked Seto. The first time he had ever had sex was a guy, it was with Seto Kaiba, no less.

Hey, if you were gonna do it, might as well go for the best.

Jou checked behind him. Seto had left him to wake by himself. He paid no bother to it and stood, walking to the mirror that was on the dresser. He flinched at the sight of his own reflection; his hair was dirty and greasy, his skin marred with scars and bruises. Jou brought a hand slowly up to touch the bruises on his neck softly. Some were fading and some were obviously from last night. He let his mind wander, thinking about the past two days. It seemed like they dragged on forever, his days filled with so much drama. And, for fuck's sake. He was living with Seto Kaiba! He never would have imagined such a thing two days ago.

Of course, two days ago he had despised the fucking bastard called Seto Kaiba. How did he feel about the once bastard now? He didn't hate him, no. But, he didn't love him. He could never love someone like Kaiba. Because, like Kaiba said, they were alike. And he didn't love himself at all.

' But how did the little fag feel about me?' he mused.

Jou felt himself smirk lightly. Wasn't he himself an "fag" now too? Well, besides that point, it was obvious Kaiba was in love with him. There was no way someone with character like Kaiba would just turn over for anybody. And Jou knew he hurt him last night too. But he didn't find himself caring; he knew Seto enjoyed it after a while.

He traced his fingers lightly over his bruises again before stepping away from the mirror and heading for the bathroom. He needed a shower; Seto wouldn't mind. The guy was in love with him after all.

**

Jou walked slowly out of the bathroom in his tattered jeans he had put in his bag a few days earlier. He pulled on an old faded green t-shirt and headed for the door. He made his way slowly down the stairs, realizing that Kaiba wouldn't be home. He would probably be visiting Mokuba. Jou sighed.

'Whatever ...' He walked to the uncomfortable-looking couch and plopped down. Closing his eyes in thought, he let his mind wander to last night. He was suddenly craving the cocaine again, and as he realized that he was probably addicted ... he also realized that he didn't care.

He laid down and closed his eyes, suddenly tired again, for no real apparent reason. Presently, he fell asleep.

**

Jou was woken by the front door opening and then slamming shut. He opened his eyes tiredly, noticing it was dark. He had slept all day, and he could feel the cravings coming back again.

Jou was depressed, darkly so, and he couldn't figure out why. Sure, his father was in the hospital, after he thought he had--

"Jounouchi, your father is dead."

Kaiba stared at the un-responding blond, then glared. "Did you hear me?"

Jou nodded. He felt as if he should be relieved, but he couldn't drop this dark depressing feeling. His craving for cocaine seemed to override his other emotions.

"His heart failed. The doctors couldn't revive him."

Jou nodded again, and stared at the floor.

Seto sighed. "... Jesus ..." He paused, and then suddenly chucked a small plastic bag at Jou's head. Jou flinched slightly, and reached behind him to look at what Kaiba had thrown him. He pulled it around to find small, round brown circles within. LSD? Seto had bought him acid?

He stared down for a few more seconds, then quickly snapped his head up to Seto. He was making his way up the stairs, but Jou could hear him mutter something about this being the only thing he was able to find.

Jou stared wide-eyed for a few more seconds, then glanced down to the bag. He reached in almost immediately and brought the small circle up to the light. Putting it up to his mouth he flopped down to the floor, letting the jel come slowly out of the blotter.

It was half an hour of silence before Jou could feel the effects. He started looking around, and the chair next to him started contorting. He brought a hand in front of his face, and moved it slightly watching the image blur.

Suddenly, the moving couch burst into flames. Jou gasped silently. The whole room was catching on fire and he was laying on the floor! He tried to sit up but couldn't seem to find the strength in his arms. A dark figure was coming through the flames, slowly towards him.

It was his father! He wasn't dead! Seto lied to him! His eyes opened wide as saucers, feeling his dilated pupils fluctuate from bigger to smaller quickly. It hurt so bad. And it was getting hot. He squeezed his eyes shut and curled onto his side in the fetal position.

"... Please ..." he whimpered. "... Please ... STOP!" he yelled loudly.

**

Seto was suddenly startled from his position on the bed. He sat up quickly and ran downstairs to the shrieking boy.

Jou was crying out, yelling at some unknown intruder in his mind to leave him. Seto walked over to him and dropped to his knees, talking softly to Jou.

"Jou?... Can you hear me?"

Jou opened his eyes and looked up to Seto.

"K-Kaiba! You have to get out. The flames will burn you!"

Seto sighed, reached down for Jou, and cradled him. Seto leaned backwards against the chair and pulled Jou to his chest, his legs hanging over the side of his own.

"No they won't, Jou. You're having a bad trip. Just focus on my voice."

Jou nodded shakily into his chest and shuddered. His hand gripped tightly on his shirt, and suddenly he stopped.

Seto looked down to the boy in his arms; Jou had passed out. Probably from the fright. Acid was supposed to last for at most twelve hours and hopefully Jou wouldn't wake up before that. As he was about to place Jou on the floor, he stopped and stared.

Last night, Jou had taken Seto's virginity. And it wasn't just his "gay" virginity either. He had never had sex before, regardless. Sure, he had a couple of bedmates, who had given him blowjobs, but that's it. And Jou knew ... at least some of the truth. And he completely disregarded it. Jou didn't care about the fact that it was his first time. Seto felt if he actually knew the whole truth, he wouldn't care still.

When had he started to become so cold? Jou had always seemed as if he was always cheerful. And here he was, passed out on Seto Kaiba's floor, having had a bad trip on acid. A fucking ... bad trip. Jou shouldn't be doing drugs anyway. He shouldn't have the chance to have a bad trip. But Seto bought the drugs for him.

Truthfully, he would do anything for him, and this part sickened him; he wanted to keep the stupid mutt in his arms happy. Seto twisted his lip in disgust at himself. He had picked up some acid earlier in the year, but only just remembered having it that morning. He wasn't sure if Jou was going to go through cocaine withdrawal, but it was rather obvious he did, because he jumped at the chance to once again escape reality.

And a harsh reality it was. For both of them.

-_-_-

JI: How-dee doo, neighbors.

Betty: O_o. Well.. anyway, disturbing chapter you got there, J-chan.

JI: *nods* I know. I want more reviews if I'm going to post chapter 9.

Betty: *nods* We were thoroughly disappointed in the "regular's" who failed to review. *sighs*

JI: Indeed we were. *nod* Betty cried!

Betty: I did not!

JI: Oh shush.

Betty: *glare*

JI: Review please! Ill get chapter nine out as soon as I get 100 reviews. ^_^

Betty: You know you'll put it out if you don't get 100 reviews.

JI: I know. ....But, it'll come out quicker if I do. ^^; A little incentive there.

Betty: hehehe..