Chapter Two: Shattered Pieces
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DISCLAIMER: I don't own YuGiOh or the Pledge of Allegiance
Tristan rubbed his eyes. "Morning." he mumbled. He hopped out of bed, showered, dressed, and ate his breakfast. He had almost finished doing the homework that he had forgotten last night, when he remembered that he was supposed to meet Joey at Joey's house. Tristan grabbed his books and was shoving them into his book bag while he ran out the door, yelling good-bye at his mother. He ran to his backyard and revved up his motorcycle. After about four blocks, Tristan reached the Wheeler residence.
Tristan nudged the kickstand down with his foot and walked onto the front porch. His finger gently pressed the doorbell while he impatiently tapped his feet. The door swung open and there stood a forty-something year old version of Joey.
"Ah, Tristan. Come on in." Mr. Wheeler rubbed the stubble on his chin as he held the door open.
"Thanks, Mr. Wheeler. Is Joey ready?" Tristan started to walk up the steps to the room he had visited many times before.
Mr. Wheeler coughed and chuckled. "He overslept again. He's such a sloth in the morning." He yelled up the stairs. "Joey! You ready yet? Joey? Joseph[1]!!"
A New Jersey accented voice floated down the stairs. "Chill, ok?! I'm getting dressed!!"
Mr. Wheeler laughed. "Well, hurry up!! And Tristan's here!!"
Tristan laughed and ran up the stairs. He turned into Joey's room and saw him pulling on some pants. He gaped.
"Hey man, what are you looking at? And shut the door!! Serenity is spending the week here and she'd be corrupted for life if she saw her big brother like this!! And stop looking at me like that!! What's your problem?" Joey struggled with the pair of jeans he was holding.
Tristan flushed. "I -uh-uh-gotta go to the-uh-bathroom.be right back.." Tristan stumbled out of the door and ran to the bathroom. He shut the door behind him and leaned against it. Beads of sweat poured down the youth's face. Tristan peered down. He grimaced and immediately started his "claming down" rituals. 'Ipledgeallegiancetotheflagoftheunitedstatesofamericaandtotherepublicforwhic hitstandsonenationundergodindivisiblewithlibertyandjusticeforall. I pledge.allegiance.to the flag.of the..phew." It had worked. Tristan splashed some water on his face and wiped it off before he left the bathroom. As he exited out the door, he bumped into something small.
"Oh, hi Serenity!" Tristan's face broke into a smile as he hugged the short teen. "Aren't you gonna be late for school?" He ruffled up her already messy hair.
Serenity yawned, then giggled. "The middle school doesn't start until 9:00. However, if you don't hurry, you're gonna be late." She snorted softly and wandered off into the bathroom.
Tristan's eyes followed Serenity into the bathroom. He remembered when he had a crush on her. He shrugged. But that was before he fell in love with his best friend. Tristan was ecstatic when he found out that Joey wasn't straight either, but his hope plummeted when he found out that Joey loved Yugi. He was heartbroken and was driven into almost killing himself.
Tristan shook out of his thoughts and peered into Joey's room. "Are you dressed yet, Joe?" Joey had on a white t-shirt and some pants and was pulling on some tennis shoes.
"Almost." Joey slipped a navy Levi Strauss long-sleeved shirt over his head. "Alright, now I'm ready." He flung his backpack over his shoulder.
Tristan smirked. "Your hair, moron." He tossed a hairbrush at his friend, who expertly caught it.
"Nah. I'll live without brushing my hair for a day." The brush was tossed on the bed as the two boys left the room.
~*~*~*~*~Five minutes later~*~*~*~*~
Joey brushed some bangs out of his face. "Maybe I should have brushed my hair."
Tristan laughed. Joey looked so adorable when he messed with his hair. "Here. Put this on." He tossed his friend a helmet. "This'll cover it up till we get to school, Joe."
Joey strapped the helmet on. "Hey, its my turn to drive, man."
Tristan smirked. "No way. You drove last time. It's MY turn, buddy. Get behind me. Heh heh heh." Tristan positioned himself over the motorcycle. He sighed contently when Joey's warm body leaned on his.
"What's the matter?" asked the blonde.
Tristan shook out of his thoughts. "Huh?"
"You sighed."
Tristan blushed. "Oh, just thinking about someone special."
Joey glared playfully at the tall brunette. 'If you're thinking about Serenity."
Tristan faked a laugh. "You got me, buddy. Anyway, we better hit the road. Don't wanna be late to homeroom." Tristan revved the engine and they zoomed off.
"So, Joe.I haven't seen Yugi in a while. How's he doing?"
"."
"Joe? Jooooeeeeyyy?"
Tristan chuckled softly as he realized that his closest friend.literally.was asleep. "That sloth." He muttered under his breath. He pulled over into a quiet neighborhood to wake up the sleeping boy. Tristan smiled at he looked into the innocent and sweet face of Joey's. It was so sweet, so innocent. Tristan felt compelled to do what he was about to do. He leaned in, and kissed the rosy lips upon the face that he loved so much. Tristan shut his eyes to experience the full effect. A loud clang woke up him from his daydream. He looked up to see a short blonde with a funny shaped hat gaping at him with a shattered Puzzle at his feet.
Yugi blinked. "Tri-Tristan.I can't believe this."
"Yugi.I can explain! I-uh.I-uh." Tristan stammered nervously.
Yugi looked up at Tristan. "Save it, Tristan. I don't want to hear it." His words pierced like knives as he gathered up the pieces of his Millennium Puzzle and ran off towards the school.
Tristan stood there like a statue with a vast hole where the mouth should be. Then something clicked. "Joey," he murmured.
When Tristan got to Joey, the blonde was half-awake.
"Huh.huh.?.where am I? What happened?"
Heat built up in Tristan's face. "Nothing happened.it was all a dream.snap out of it, buddy." Tristan smacked Joey lightly on the cheek.
Joey slowly woke from his zombie-like trance. "So.the kiss? It was all in my dream?"
"Wha-what kiss? No more dueling before bedtime for you." Tristan stammered.
Joey blinked then shook his head. "N-nothing.let's just get to school."
Tristan hopped on the bike, started up the engine, and zoomed off towards Domino High.
Author's Notes: [1]: Ok, ok.I was taking a wild guess when I used Joey's dad to call him "Joseph" so all ya'll Joey fans, DON'T SHOOT MY HEAD OFF!!! Oh, and, don't shoot my head off if his dad isn't anything like I depicted him to be either. *dodges flying tomatoes* I really don't know that much about Joey, really. I'm obsessed with Bakura. Hence, my name.
Ah yes, the end of another chapter. Thanks to those who reviewed my story. Oh, and, the next chapters will be much longer than this.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own YuGiOh or the Pledge of Allegiance
Tristan rubbed his eyes. "Morning." he mumbled. He hopped out of bed, showered, dressed, and ate his breakfast. He had almost finished doing the homework that he had forgotten last night, when he remembered that he was supposed to meet Joey at Joey's house. Tristan grabbed his books and was shoving them into his book bag while he ran out the door, yelling good-bye at his mother. He ran to his backyard and revved up his motorcycle. After about four blocks, Tristan reached the Wheeler residence.
Tristan nudged the kickstand down with his foot and walked onto the front porch. His finger gently pressed the doorbell while he impatiently tapped his feet. The door swung open and there stood a forty-something year old version of Joey.
"Ah, Tristan. Come on in." Mr. Wheeler rubbed the stubble on his chin as he held the door open.
"Thanks, Mr. Wheeler. Is Joey ready?" Tristan started to walk up the steps to the room he had visited many times before.
Mr. Wheeler coughed and chuckled. "He overslept again. He's such a sloth in the morning." He yelled up the stairs. "Joey! You ready yet? Joey? Joseph[1]!!"
A New Jersey accented voice floated down the stairs. "Chill, ok?! I'm getting dressed!!"
Mr. Wheeler laughed. "Well, hurry up!! And Tristan's here!!"
Tristan laughed and ran up the stairs. He turned into Joey's room and saw him pulling on some pants. He gaped.
"Hey man, what are you looking at? And shut the door!! Serenity is spending the week here and she'd be corrupted for life if she saw her big brother like this!! And stop looking at me like that!! What's your problem?" Joey struggled with the pair of jeans he was holding.
Tristan flushed. "I -uh-uh-gotta go to the-uh-bathroom.be right back.." Tristan stumbled out of the door and ran to the bathroom. He shut the door behind him and leaned against it. Beads of sweat poured down the youth's face. Tristan peered down. He grimaced and immediately started his "claming down" rituals. 'Ipledgeallegiancetotheflagoftheunitedstatesofamericaandtotherepublicforwhic hitstandsonenationundergodindivisiblewithlibertyandjusticeforall. I pledge.allegiance.to the flag.of the..phew." It had worked. Tristan splashed some water on his face and wiped it off before he left the bathroom. As he exited out the door, he bumped into something small.
"Oh, hi Serenity!" Tristan's face broke into a smile as he hugged the short teen. "Aren't you gonna be late for school?" He ruffled up her already messy hair.
Serenity yawned, then giggled. "The middle school doesn't start until 9:00. However, if you don't hurry, you're gonna be late." She snorted softly and wandered off into the bathroom.
Tristan's eyes followed Serenity into the bathroom. He remembered when he had a crush on her. He shrugged. But that was before he fell in love with his best friend. Tristan was ecstatic when he found out that Joey wasn't straight either, but his hope plummeted when he found out that Joey loved Yugi. He was heartbroken and was driven into almost killing himself.
Tristan shook out of his thoughts and peered into Joey's room. "Are you dressed yet, Joe?" Joey had on a white t-shirt and some pants and was pulling on some tennis shoes.
"Almost." Joey slipped a navy Levi Strauss long-sleeved shirt over his head. "Alright, now I'm ready." He flung his backpack over his shoulder.
Tristan smirked. "Your hair, moron." He tossed a hairbrush at his friend, who expertly caught it.
"Nah. I'll live without brushing my hair for a day." The brush was tossed on the bed as the two boys left the room.
~*~*~*~*~Five minutes later~*~*~*~*~
Joey brushed some bangs out of his face. "Maybe I should have brushed my hair."
Tristan laughed. Joey looked so adorable when he messed with his hair. "Here. Put this on." He tossed his friend a helmet. "This'll cover it up till we get to school, Joe."
Joey strapped the helmet on. "Hey, its my turn to drive, man."
Tristan smirked. "No way. You drove last time. It's MY turn, buddy. Get behind me. Heh heh heh." Tristan positioned himself over the motorcycle. He sighed contently when Joey's warm body leaned on his.
"What's the matter?" asked the blonde.
Tristan shook out of his thoughts. "Huh?"
"You sighed."
Tristan blushed. "Oh, just thinking about someone special."
Joey glared playfully at the tall brunette. 'If you're thinking about Serenity."
Tristan faked a laugh. "You got me, buddy. Anyway, we better hit the road. Don't wanna be late to homeroom." Tristan revved the engine and they zoomed off.
"So, Joe.I haven't seen Yugi in a while. How's he doing?"
"."
"Joe? Jooooeeeeyyy?"
Tristan chuckled softly as he realized that his closest friend.literally.was asleep. "That sloth." He muttered under his breath. He pulled over into a quiet neighborhood to wake up the sleeping boy. Tristan smiled at he looked into the innocent and sweet face of Joey's. It was so sweet, so innocent. Tristan felt compelled to do what he was about to do. He leaned in, and kissed the rosy lips upon the face that he loved so much. Tristan shut his eyes to experience the full effect. A loud clang woke up him from his daydream. He looked up to see a short blonde with a funny shaped hat gaping at him with a shattered Puzzle at his feet.
Yugi blinked. "Tri-Tristan.I can't believe this."
"Yugi.I can explain! I-uh.I-uh." Tristan stammered nervously.
Yugi looked up at Tristan. "Save it, Tristan. I don't want to hear it." His words pierced like knives as he gathered up the pieces of his Millennium Puzzle and ran off towards the school.
Tristan stood there like a statue with a vast hole where the mouth should be. Then something clicked. "Joey," he murmured.
When Tristan got to Joey, the blonde was half-awake.
"Huh.huh.?.where am I? What happened?"
Heat built up in Tristan's face. "Nothing happened.it was all a dream.snap out of it, buddy." Tristan smacked Joey lightly on the cheek.
Joey slowly woke from his zombie-like trance. "So.the kiss? It was all in my dream?"
"Wha-what kiss? No more dueling before bedtime for you." Tristan stammered.
Joey blinked then shook his head. "N-nothing.let's just get to school."
Tristan hopped on the bike, started up the engine, and zoomed off towards Domino High.
Author's Notes: [1]: Ok, ok.I was taking a wild guess when I used Joey's dad to call him "Joseph" so all ya'll Joey fans, DON'T SHOOT MY HEAD OFF!!! Oh, and, don't shoot my head off if his dad isn't anything like I depicted him to be either. *dodges flying tomatoes* I really don't know that much about Joey, really. I'm obsessed with Bakura. Hence, my name.
Ah yes, the end of another chapter. Thanks to those who reviewed my story. Oh, and, the next chapters will be much longer than this.
