*AN* OI MINNA! ok so holidays are over, I'm all better and everything else in between. Sorry I haven't been updating but I just recovered
from becoming a victum to Writer's Block. EVIL it is. Well I've also been Rping with my new freind Orzak The Moonhead and that
cursed me. I'm gonna be using a scene or two from our Rping and well... enjoy! Oh ya and I dont' own Yugioh blah blah blah...
Oh and just so ppl don't get confused Kaiba's going to have a vision of some sort in this chapter so to indicate the beging and
end of the vision a single star * will show the begining and end of it.
**************************************************************************************************
The door opened and Jou looked towards it. He saw Kaiba walk in with a tray in his hands fallowed by a very attractive young lady in a maid's
outfit. Her blond hair was tightly tied back in a bun and her eyes matched the oak furnature in the room.
Kaiba thanked the girl as she placed the second try on a small table; in front of the bed and left. He picked up the tray and placed it in front
of Jou; surprisinglyit was everything he had ordered. He stared at the tray.
"What's wrong?" Kaiba asked.
"What happened to the canned soup and ham sandwhich?"
"What you don't want it? Fine, I'll take it back."
"Uh., no it's ok. Really! I was just joking before."
Kaiba took his hand away from Jou's lunch tray and sat down at his desk where his lunch was. He sat there quietly working on a few papers
pausing only to eat. Jou on the other hand just stared at his food. He was hungry a minute ago but now he didn't want to eat, he didn't know
what he wanted to do. His head hovered over the large soup bowl, warm steam filled his lungs accompanied by the smell of its contents.
Kaiba looked over his shoulder, "What? Food's too good for you?"
"No."
"Then what?"
"I... I've kinda lost my appatite."
"Already? Just a minute ago you were ordering away and now you dont' even want to eat it?"
"Sorry..."
"Don't appologize." He got up and grabbed Jou's lunch tray, " I'll take it back and have it saved so when you get your appatite back
all you have to do is heat it up."
"Hm... thanks Kaiba. Where's the washroom?"
Kaiba went back to his desk and grabbed his tray as well and nodded in the direction of a door on the other side of the room, " It's just right
there." He then left and headed for the kitchen.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jou flushed and went over to the sink to wash his hands and face. Kaiba had lent him a pair of his clothes, a white shirt that was a little big
and a pair of old black pants that needed a belt to pervent them slipping from his thin form.
He sniffed the air, apples and cinnamone again, the whole place was covered in that sweet scent.
He cupped his hands and splashed some water onto his face, and then again and a thrid
time till he cursed in pain; he hadn't fully rinsed his hands of saop and got some in his eyes. Jou closed his eyes tightly as he blindly searched
for a towel. As he held his arm out as a giude moving it around, he knocked over something and heard a plastic conntainer fall to the floor
and something metal wabble a bit before stopping all together. He found a towel and rubbed his eyes, "Damn tha hurt... now what did I drop?"
Looking down he saw a small, long, plastic conntainer laying on the floor.
He picked it up, "I wonder what was in this... Wait I heard something else fall. Maybe that's what it is."
He looked around the washroom untill he saw something reflect light from the corner of his eye. Behind the toliet
was a small blade, a razor. "Ah there it is." He picked it up when his finger slipped and got cut by the sharp steel, "Itai.. sharp little shit."
He shook his hand then sucked on his bleeding finger using the other hand to pick it up, more carefully this time. He than grabbed the
conntainer but stopped. He stared at the small blade in his hand feeling something he'd never felt before. Even though it was small
it seemed to have a power of its own. Jou then drew his attention to his reflection in the mirror, blond strands of hair fell over the bandage
that was tightly wrapped around his head and a razor in his hand. Slowly he moved the razor from over the sink to hovering over his left
wrist. 'I can't be seriously thinking about this could I? But... I am a bit curious. I mean I've had wounds before but never self inflicted.'
Silence surrounded Jou as he stared at the sight before him, a razor over his wrist.
'Ok.. maybe just one little scratch... but that's it.' Lightly he placed the steel blade onto his skin and made a small cut. He whinced in
pain but then felt almost hypnotized as he watched crimson liquid escape the wound traveling down his arm and falling into the sink
below. The feeling of this experiance, for Jou, could not be described into words. It was inntoxicating, it was strange, it made him
feel almost lighter than before. 'That's it... lighter... rid of sin...'
He had found a solution...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kaiba arrived at the bottom of the stairs when Annabell, one of his many servents and the one who helped carry the lunch trays up to
his room, helped him once again and carried one tray herself.
She looked down at the still full dishes, "You weren't hungry Mr. Kaiba?"
"That was our guest's tray not mine."
"Oh.. I thought he was hungry."
"So did I. Have it put away for later for when he does he can reheat it."
"Yes sir."
*
Halfway down the hallway Kaiba stopped and looked around, puzzlement covered his face.
"Mr. Kaiba, what's wrong?"
"Did... did you hear something?"
Anabell closed her eyes and listened carefully, " No sir I don't hear a thing."
"Hm... probably loosing my mind." They continued walking.
'Kaiba...'
He stopped. It was louder this time and he could make out the words, it was his name the voice called out for.
'Kaiba.'
"Anabell I'm telling you I can hear something. Anabell?" She wasnt' there and there was no tray in his hands,
"Wha... what is going on? Where did she go? Anabell?!"
'Kaiba..."
"Who is that? Who's calling me!"
'Kaiba...'
He looked around vigoursily looking where the voice was coming from untill he had enough. "That's it! Quit playing with my head!
Show yourself!"
Something in the corner of his eye caught his attention, a single feather white but with hints of grey like it had been stained.
"Th... That feather... I've seen it.. that very one.." He reached out to grab it when the room started spinning out of totall controle.
Kaiba centered himself and closed his eyes tightly so he wouldn't fall and loose his balance. The spinning never seemed to end it
just kept going on like a never ending spinning wheel. Just as he thought he'd become sick from the experiance it stopped. He couldn't
see what was happening but he didnt' feel him body go round.
Slowly he opened his eyes and once again in shock. White... that was all he saw; just a large while empty room. No walls, no doors, no
widows... just white. "Where am I?"
"Kaiba..."
He turned around and saw a figure in the distance, the angel from his pervious dream. He couldnt' actually see the angel but just the
sillowet. It was crowching down with its wings covering most of its body and face once again in the shadows of the wings. It was
holding its right arm, wrist facing upward.
"What.. what's going on? Why did you call me?" All questions left Kaiba's mind as he noticed something. He saw the outline of
a liquid substance escape the wrist travel down the forearm and fall to collect in one of the many pools at its feet.
"Kaiba... help me..."
"H... help you? How?"
"Help me Kaiba," it turned its head so it was no longer in the shadows and looked at Kaiba's eyes making cold blue meet warm amber,
"Before it's too late."
*
CRASH!
Anabell gasped and turned around quickly at the sound of breaking glass and fallen metal.
Kaiba's face was blank... "Jou." He darted back to his room.
**************
Jou had finished watching the final drop of blood leave the wound and drain into the sink from the first cut. 'Death is the answer.. I can
leave everything behind me. I won't have to feel stained anymore.'
He took a deep, shakey breath and slowly lowered the blade once more to his tanned skin, 'This is it..'
The door bursted open, "JOU!"
Jou jumped and dropped the razor in the sink, missing his wrist. Kaiba marched in and pushed Jou to the wall feriously, "What the fuck
were you thinking?! If you're going to die do it on someone else's propperty! God Damnit! What's with you?! You think killing yourself
will solve anything? You want to hear something, I already have blood on my fucking hands and I don't need yours as well!"
Jou blinked, "Wha... what do you mean?"
"You want to know what the fuck I'm talking about, I'll tell you! Do you remember anything in the news about the old man that owned
Kaiba Corp. before I took over? Do you! According to the news he commited sucided, shot himself in the head with a hand gun and fell
down the stairs. Well I'll tell you something Jou, I killed that son of a bitch and I'm glad I did! And I'll tell you why! Fuck Jou... he raped
and abused me as well.. infront of my own brother... in front of Mokuba...,"
Kaiba's voice started to change from hard and full of rage
to worry and saddness, almost crying. He took a deep breath,
" He had just came back from work and sharing a few drinks with his fellow
bussiness men that night. He was pissed off because I hadn't finished his new machine yet and so he first beat the crap out of me then
took me by the arms kicking and screaming up two flightes of stairs to his room where he raped my of my last human essance.
That wasn't what made me do it. It was the fact that after he finished Mokuba was going down the hall walking past the bedroom when he
grabbed him and threw him on the bed as well. I just lost it. I got up and tackled him to the ground and yelled at Mokuba to run.
He shoved me off and kicked me in the ribs breaking two and chased after my brother like a drunken sex-deranged idiot. It was then
I opened his dresser drawer, grabbed the hand gun and shot him in the head before he could touch Mokuba once again.
I saw grey-matter splatter against the walls and his lifeless body fall down the endless rolls of stairs. I looked at Mokuba and he looked
back at me in pure horror of what just happened. Panting for air I told him, "He commited suiced.. that's it. Nothing else."
I rubbed the gun with a cloth so it wouldn't have my finger prints on it any longer and dropped it persicly where it would of landed
if he did shoot his own brains out. I made the scene perfectly and the police confurmed it as a suicide.."
Jou didn't say anything. Never did he think Kaiba experiance the same thing, but that was probably why he attacked his father the
way he did. "K..Kaiba.."
Kaiba then turned his head, "I don't want anymore blood on my hands, Jou and dieing doesn't solve anything.
But if you still want to cut your wrist and get out the easy way.. don't do it here. I have to go to work." And with that he left.
Jou's knees gave and he fell to the ground in totall shock, "Kaiba.. how.. how did you know I was about to before you came in the room?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hours went bye and Jou sat on the bed hugging his kness thinking about the incodent in the washroom, apparently a lot of things
seem to happen with Kaiba in a washroom. He was not only thinking about what Kaiba had said but just how close they were, that
and when he almost slipped and hit his head in school.
Their faces inches away, his hand in his hair and hip so close together. This was crazy, he shouldn't be thinking like this, no way was he
falling for the dark haired youth, right? He sat there quietly once again, the only sound provided by the second hand on the clock and
footsteps of the servents through out the house. "I need some air, maybe that'll clear my head." He left the room, down the stairs
and grabbed one of the many jackets placed on the coat hanger. Slowly he opened the door and left the house.
Down the driveway, through the giant gates onto the sidewalk, he didn't know where he was going or why he just started to walk.
It wasn't long after he left the house it started to rain, harder and harder it got as Jou walked farther and farther he got from the Kaiba
masion. He wasn't paying any attention to where he was going, his legs were almost as if they were taking him somewhere
automatically like auto piolit.
Time passed and he continues to walk not knowing where. His mind had left with constant thoughts running in and out
and his body was working on its own. His clothes had become soaked from the rain that so much resembled the night his innocence
was first torn from his six year old hands, at the side of the curb. Suddenly his legs stopped. His mind came back and he was now
conciouss of his surroundings. He stood in front of a statue of the Blue Eyes White Dragon and behind it was a large building, no
other than Kaiba Corp.
Jou looked up into one of the windows and saw Kaiba in his office talking on the phone, he was pacing back and forth stopping every
once in a while.
Why was he here? The thought continued to surge through his head as he watch the beautiful dark teen.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I don't care if the Untied States can't make it! The Duel Monsters convention's in a few weeks! What? It's been moved there?
But it was suppose to be held in Tokyo!" Kaiba sighed, "When did the plans change? And so - Hang on a second."
He looked out the window to a small figure in the rain in front of the building, it was hard to make out then it clicked, "I'm sorry I'll have
to call you back." He hung up the phone and ran downstairs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'Where... where did he go?' Jou hadn't moved and continued staring up at the window to Kaiba's office.
"Jou!"
Jou looked down towards the door when he saw Kaiba running towards him, "Kaiba.."
"Are you a fucking idiot! Do you want to get sick? What are you doing here? How did you here?"
"Kaiba.."
"Nevermind." Kaiba grabbed Jou by the wrist and started to drag him out of the rain and into the building when Jou said something
that made them both stop.
"Kaiba.. I love you!"
Kaiba froze, "Wh...what?"
Jou walked up to him and looked into his cold eyes, "I love you..."
Lightning struck and the sound of rolling thunder fallowed shortly. Kaiba hadn't said a word, hadn't reacted, did nothing.
"Kaiba?"
"Go back to the mansion Jou. Here's some money for a taxi, I have to work to do." He let go of Jou's hand and left him in the rain...
*******************
That was Tuesday night, now it was Friday morning. Jou hadn't seen Kaiba after that night even though he'd been staying there ever
since he was freed from his father's grasp. After almost a week absence he desided to come to school and try to catch up on what he
had missed. He looked over to the clock in the class room. 8:27 am. The bell was about ring soon and the teacher wasn't back
from the office. Just then the door opened, Jou expected it to be the teacher but instead... it was Kaiba.
He watched the dark teen enter the room and take his seat two desks in front of his own, "Uh.. Kaiba.. about Tuesday night.. I'm-"
"I'm leaving for America tomorrow, Jou. I dont' know if I'll come back to Japan."
The bell rings.
from becoming a victum to Writer's Block. EVIL it is. Well I've also been Rping with my new freind Orzak The Moonhead and that
cursed me. I'm gonna be using a scene or two from our Rping and well... enjoy! Oh ya and I dont' own Yugioh blah blah blah...
Oh and just so ppl don't get confused Kaiba's going to have a vision of some sort in this chapter so to indicate the beging and
end of the vision a single star * will show the begining and end of it.
**************************************************************************************************
The door opened and Jou looked towards it. He saw Kaiba walk in with a tray in his hands fallowed by a very attractive young lady in a maid's
outfit. Her blond hair was tightly tied back in a bun and her eyes matched the oak furnature in the room.
Kaiba thanked the girl as she placed the second try on a small table; in front of the bed and left. He picked up the tray and placed it in front
of Jou; surprisinglyit was everything he had ordered. He stared at the tray.
"What's wrong?" Kaiba asked.
"What happened to the canned soup and ham sandwhich?"
"What you don't want it? Fine, I'll take it back."
"Uh., no it's ok. Really! I was just joking before."
Kaiba took his hand away from Jou's lunch tray and sat down at his desk where his lunch was. He sat there quietly working on a few papers
pausing only to eat. Jou on the other hand just stared at his food. He was hungry a minute ago but now he didn't want to eat, he didn't know
what he wanted to do. His head hovered over the large soup bowl, warm steam filled his lungs accompanied by the smell of its contents.
Kaiba looked over his shoulder, "What? Food's too good for you?"
"No."
"Then what?"
"I... I've kinda lost my appatite."
"Already? Just a minute ago you were ordering away and now you dont' even want to eat it?"
"Sorry..."
"Don't appologize." He got up and grabbed Jou's lunch tray, " I'll take it back and have it saved so when you get your appatite back
all you have to do is heat it up."
"Hm... thanks Kaiba. Where's the washroom?"
Kaiba went back to his desk and grabbed his tray as well and nodded in the direction of a door on the other side of the room, " It's just right
there." He then left and headed for the kitchen.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Jou flushed and went over to the sink to wash his hands and face. Kaiba had lent him a pair of his clothes, a white shirt that was a little big
and a pair of old black pants that needed a belt to pervent them slipping from his thin form.
He sniffed the air, apples and cinnamone again, the whole place was covered in that sweet scent.
He cupped his hands and splashed some water onto his face, and then again and a thrid
time till he cursed in pain; he hadn't fully rinsed his hands of saop and got some in his eyes. Jou closed his eyes tightly as he blindly searched
for a towel. As he held his arm out as a giude moving it around, he knocked over something and heard a plastic conntainer fall to the floor
and something metal wabble a bit before stopping all together. He found a towel and rubbed his eyes, "Damn tha hurt... now what did I drop?"
Looking down he saw a small, long, plastic conntainer laying on the floor.
He picked it up, "I wonder what was in this... Wait I heard something else fall. Maybe that's what it is."
He looked around the washroom untill he saw something reflect light from the corner of his eye. Behind the toliet
was a small blade, a razor. "Ah there it is." He picked it up when his finger slipped and got cut by the sharp steel, "Itai.. sharp little shit."
He shook his hand then sucked on his bleeding finger using the other hand to pick it up, more carefully this time. He than grabbed the
conntainer but stopped. He stared at the small blade in his hand feeling something he'd never felt before. Even though it was small
it seemed to have a power of its own. Jou then drew his attention to his reflection in the mirror, blond strands of hair fell over the bandage
that was tightly wrapped around his head and a razor in his hand. Slowly he moved the razor from over the sink to hovering over his left
wrist. 'I can't be seriously thinking about this could I? But... I am a bit curious. I mean I've had wounds before but never self inflicted.'
Silence surrounded Jou as he stared at the sight before him, a razor over his wrist.
'Ok.. maybe just one little scratch... but that's it.' Lightly he placed the steel blade onto his skin and made a small cut. He whinced in
pain but then felt almost hypnotized as he watched crimson liquid escape the wound traveling down his arm and falling into the sink
below. The feeling of this experiance, for Jou, could not be described into words. It was inntoxicating, it was strange, it made him
feel almost lighter than before. 'That's it... lighter... rid of sin...'
He had found a solution...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Kaiba arrived at the bottom of the stairs when Annabell, one of his many servents and the one who helped carry the lunch trays up to
his room, helped him once again and carried one tray herself.
She looked down at the still full dishes, "You weren't hungry Mr. Kaiba?"
"That was our guest's tray not mine."
"Oh.. I thought he was hungry."
"So did I. Have it put away for later for when he does he can reheat it."
"Yes sir."
*
Halfway down the hallway Kaiba stopped and looked around, puzzlement covered his face.
"Mr. Kaiba, what's wrong?"
"Did... did you hear something?"
Anabell closed her eyes and listened carefully, " No sir I don't hear a thing."
"Hm... probably loosing my mind." They continued walking.
'Kaiba...'
He stopped. It was louder this time and he could make out the words, it was his name the voice called out for.
'Kaiba.'
"Anabell I'm telling you I can hear something. Anabell?" She wasnt' there and there was no tray in his hands,
"Wha... what is going on? Where did she go? Anabell?!"
'Kaiba..."
"Who is that? Who's calling me!"
'Kaiba...'
He looked around vigoursily looking where the voice was coming from untill he had enough. "That's it! Quit playing with my head!
Show yourself!"
Something in the corner of his eye caught his attention, a single feather white but with hints of grey like it had been stained.
"Th... That feather... I've seen it.. that very one.." He reached out to grab it when the room started spinning out of totall controle.
Kaiba centered himself and closed his eyes tightly so he wouldn't fall and loose his balance. The spinning never seemed to end it
just kept going on like a never ending spinning wheel. Just as he thought he'd become sick from the experiance it stopped. He couldn't
see what was happening but he didnt' feel him body go round.
Slowly he opened his eyes and once again in shock. White... that was all he saw; just a large while empty room. No walls, no doors, no
widows... just white. "Where am I?"
"Kaiba..."
He turned around and saw a figure in the distance, the angel from his pervious dream. He couldnt' actually see the angel but just the
sillowet. It was crowching down with its wings covering most of its body and face once again in the shadows of the wings. It was
holding its right arm, wrist facing upward.
"What.. what's going on? Why did you call me?" All questions left Kaiba's mind as he noticed something. He saw the outline of
a liquid substance escape the wrist travel down the forearm and fall to collect in one of the many pools at its feet.
"Kaiba... help me..."
"H... help you? How?"
"Help me Kaiba," it turned its head so it was no longer in the shadows and looked at Kaiba's eyes making cold blue meet warm amber,
"Before it's too late."
*
CRASH!
Anabell gasped and turned around quickly at the sound of breaking glass and fallen metal.
Kaiba's face was blank... "Jou." He darted back to his room.
**************
Jou had finished watching the final drop of blood leave the wound and drain into the sink from the first cut. 'Death is the answer.. I can
leave everything behind me. I won't have to feel stained anymore.'
He took a deep, shakey breath and slowly lowered the blade once more to his tanned skin, 'This is it..'
The door bursted open, "JOU!"
Jou jumped and dropped the razor in the sink, missing his wrist. Kaiba marched in and pushed Jou to the wall feriously, "What the fuck
were you thinking?! If you're going to die do it on someone else's propperty! God Damnit! What's with you?! You think killing yourself
will solve anything? You want to hear something, I already have blood on my fucking hands and I don't need yours as well!"
Jou blinked, "Wha... what do you mean?"
"You want to know what the fuck I'm talking about, I'll tell you! Do you remember anything in the news about the old man that owned
Kaiba Corp. before I took over? Do you! According to the news he commited sucided, shot himself in the head with a hand gun and fell
down the stairs. Well I'll tell you something Jou, I killed that son of a bitch and I'm glad I did! And I'll tell you why! Fuck Jou... he raped
and abused me as well.. infront of my own brother... in front of Mokuba...,"
Kaiba's voice started to change from hard and full of rage
to worry and saddness, almost crying. He took a deep breath,
" He had just came back from work and sharing a few drinks with his fellow
bussiness men that night. He was pissed off because I hadn't finished his new machine yet and so he first beat the crap out of me then
took me by the arms kicking and screaming up two flightes of stairs to his room where he raped my of my last human essance.
That wasn't what made me do it. It was the fact that after he finished Mokuba was going down the hall walking past the bedroom when he
grabbed him and threw him on the bed as well. I just lost it. I got up and tackled him to the ground and yelled at Mokuba to run.
He shoved me off and kicked me in the ribs breaking two and chased after my brother like a drunken sex-deranged idiot. It was then
I opened his dresser drawer, grabbed the hand gun and shot him in the head before he could touch Mokuba once again.
I saw grey-matter splatter against the walls and his lifeless body fall down the endless rolls of stairs. I looked at Mokuba and he looked
back at me in pure horror of what just happened. Panting for air I told him, "He commited suiced.. that's it. Nothing else."
I rubbed the gun with a cloth so it wouldn't have my finger prints on it any longer and dropped it persicly where it would of landed
if he did shoot his own brains out. I made the scene perfectly and the police confurmed it as a suicide.."
Jou didn't say anything. Never did he think Kaiba experiance the same thing, but that was probably why he attacked his father the
way he did. "K..Kaiba.."
Kaiba then turned his head, "I don't want anymore blood on my hands, Jou and dieing doesn't solve anything.
But if you still want to cut your wrist and get out the easy way.. don't do it here. I have to go to work." And with that he left.
Jou's knees gave and he fell to the ground in totall shock, "Kaiba.. how.. how did you know I was about to before you came in the room?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Hours went bye and Jou sat on the bed hugging his kness thinking about the incodent in the washroom, apparently a lot of things
seem to happen with Kaiba in a washroom. He was not only thinking about what Kaiba had said but just how close they were, that
and when he almost slipped and hit his head in school.
Their faces inches away, his hand in his hair and hip so close together. This was crazy, he shouldn't be thinking like this, no way was he
falling for the dark haired youth, right? He sat there quietly once again, the only sound provided by the second hand on the clock and
footsteps of the servents through out the house. "I need some air, maybe that'll clear my head." He left the room, down the stairs
and grabbed one of the many jackets placed on the coat hanger. Slowly he opened the door and left the house.
Down the driveway, through the giant gates onto the sidewalk, he didn't know where he was going or why he just started to walk.
It wasn't long after he left the house it started to rain, harder and harder it got as Jou walked farther and farther he got from the Kaiba
masion. He wasn't paying any attention to where he was going, his legs were almost as if they were taking him somewhere
automatically like auto piolit.
Time passed and he continues to walk not knowing where. His mind had left with constant thoughts running in and out
and his body was working on its own. His clothes had become soaked from the rain that so much resembled the night his innocence
was first torn from his six year old hands, at the side of the curb. Suddenly his legs stopped. His mind came back and he was now
conciouss of his surroundings. He stood in front of a statue of the Blue Eyes White Dragon and behind it was a large building, no
other than Kaiba Corp.
Jou looked up into one of the windows and saw Kaiba in his office talking on the phone, he was pacing back and forth stopping every
once in a while.
Why was he here? The thought continued to surge through his head as he watch the beautiful dark teen.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
"I don't care if the Untied States can't make it! The Duel Monsters convention's in a few weeks! What? It's been moved there?
But it was suppose to be held in Tokyo!" Kaiba sighed, "When did the plans change? And so - Hang on a second."
He looked out the window to a small figure in the rain in front of the building, it was hard to make out then it clicked, "I'm sorry I'll have
to call you back." He hung up the phone and ran downstairs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
'Where... where did he go?' Jou hadn't moved and continued staring up at the window to Kaiba's office.
"Jou!"
Jou looked down towards the door when he saw Kaiba running towards him, "Kaiba.."
"Are you a fucking idiot! Do you want to get sick? What are you doing here? How did you here?"
"Kaiba.."
"Nevermind." Kaiba grabbed Jou by the wrist and started to drag him out of the rain and into the building when Jou said something
that made them both stop.
"Kaiba.. I love you!"
Kaiba froze, "Wh...what?"
Jou walked up to him and looked into his cold eyes, "I love you..."
Lightning struck and the sound of rolling thunder fallowed shortly. Kaiba hadn't said a word, hadn't reacted, did nothing.
"Kaiba?"
"Go back to the mansion Jou. Here's some money for a taxi, I have to work to do." He let go of Jou's hand and left him in the rain...
*******************
That was Tuesday night, now it was Friday morning. Jou hadn't seen Kaiba after that night even though he'd been staying there ever
since he was freed from his father's grasp. After almost a week absence he desided to come to school and try to catch up on what he
had missed. He looked over to the clock in the class room. 8:27 am. The bell was about ring soon and the teacher wasn't back
from the office. Just then the door opened, Jou expected it to be the teacher but instead... it was Kaiba.
He watched the dark teen enter the room and take his seat two desks in front of his own, "Uh.. Kaiba.. about Tuesday night.. I'm-"
"I'm leaving for America tomorrow, Jou. I dont' know if I'll come back to Japan."
The bell rings.