Tammi: My latest installment. I am lookin' forward to this chapter. As I said before, I'm writing these chapters as I go along. So I have no idea what to expect.
Ok. Also, there might be some incorrect spelling. Gomen. But I am grounded, and not supposed to be using the computer at all. So I'm typing this up in a hurry. -_-
(---Note: They aren't really enjoying themselves, they are just damn good actors. Also, it's been about two years since Battle City, and so Yami left about a year ago. End Note---)
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Joey and Seto held their gaze for another moment. Then Seto pulled his eyes away from his. Joey's face turned a very bright red. And for some unknown reason, his heart was beating rapidly. He didn't look over at Seto, which was really unfortunate. If he had sneaked a peek, he would've seen the small blush that rested across his face.
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They all ate quietly. All seemed happy and full of energy. But that's the picture they want to paint for you. They all finished they're pizza. Gulping down their cokes, and chatting away. Just as friends do.
Joey, then stood up, smiling, sinisterly. "Alright. I'm ready to kick some butt! Who wants to challenge me to Shoot-Out?" He asked, Tristan and Yugi shoot up from they're seats.
"You're gonna be cryin' Joey, when I'm done with you." Tristan said, folding his arms.
"Yeah, right, Tristan. Like you stand a chance against me." Joey replied. Half- smirking, half-smiling.
"I can beat both of you blind-folded!" Yugi cut in.
"Sorry, Yug', but you haven't battled against me at that game. I'm really good. Bettah than anyone in this arcade." Joey declared.
"Uh, huh. Sure you are, Joey." Tristan said, rolling his eyes. Yugi only smiles.
They continue their 'I am better than both of you' conversation.
"They always do this?" Seto asked, standing over by Anzu and Mokuba.
Anzu sighed. "Unfortunately, yeah. They always do this. It should be dyin' down though. Then they'll argue about which two get to play first, then who gets which side of the machine." She said, slughtly annoyed.
Seto, folded his arms, as did Mokuba. Another, five-ten minutes went by. "Ok. So, Yugi and I will play first. Come on, let's go!" Joey, ran through the crowd of people, followed by Tristan and Yugi.
Mokuba tugged on Seto's arm. "Come on, Seto."
"What for?"
"Didn't you say you would play Joey at that 'Galactic Shoot-Out' game?" Cute, grayish-blue eyes stared up in bored, blue ones. "You did accept the challenge. You can't back out of it. Besides, you hafta prove Joey wrong."
Seto rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's go catch up to them." He said, arms folded. Mokuba smiled and nodded.
When they reached them, Yugi and Joey were already playing. And amazingly, Joey was the winning. And by the end, emerged the victor. "I can't believe you beat me, Joey. You really are good."
"Why, thank you, Yug'. Alright Tristan. You ready?" Tristan rubbed his hands together and nodded.
The new game started, and again, Joey was victorious. "Dang, Joey. You are like the best player I have ever seen." Tristan said, a little shocked. Seto who had been watching the game, attentively, didn't seem impressed.
"I told ya. I'm the best. Hey, anyone, out there, want go against the best player, of Galactic Shoot-Out?" Joey shouted, though most of it was drowned out from the music. No response. "Well, guess, that settles it. I am the best at this game."
"Hey, you haven't played against Seto, yet." Joey glanced down at Mokuba. 'He sure wants me to play against Kiaba...Wonder why.' Joey then looked up at Kaiba. "So, Kaiba, you gonna play me? You did witness, what I did tah both Yugi and Tristan...Maybe ya should just go ahead and throw in the towel, now." Joey teased.
Seto only smirked. "I wonder if you'll still be bragging once I have you whimpering on the floor, like an abused dog caught in the rain."
Joey's eyes narrowed, and he was about to say something, when Yugi cut in. "Ok, you two. If you're done trash-talking to one another. Why don't you both just play the game." Yugi said, standind between them.
"Yes. That sounds like a good idea. Come on, mutt. Time to play." Seto said, causing Joey to growl. But, he was able to keep it under control.
It was kinda strange for the two, to stand beside each other; their shoulders touching. "You ready, Kaiba?" Joey whispered.
Seto didn't say anything and kept his focus on the game. As soon as it started, Seto had gained a 500 point lead....Then the gap stretched to 1000-Seto in the lead. And, slowly, Seto was in an all new score-board. Leaving Joey, completely in the dust. It didn't matter if Joey was able to kill him, the points wouldn't add up to a tenth of his score.
As Seto, killed Joey, for the final time, and the screen flashed black, ending the game, everyone but, Mokuba and Seto, were left speechless. Mokuba smiled proudly. "I told you my brother's the absolute best! There isn't anything he can't do!" Seto only shook his head.
Joey was the first to talk. "How in the world did you do that Kaiba?" He asked, half-angry, half-astonished.
Seto shrugged. "Mokuba and I always come down here, when I get a day off work. That's why we were here, tonight. What did you expect? That I just sit in the corner with my laptop, while Mokuba has all the fun?" Seto answered, coldly.
'Well, yeah. Ya don't strike me as the fun type.' Joey thought to himself. "Guess, not." He said running his hand through his wild, blonde hair. He sighed closing his eyes. Closing his eyes, he didn't see Seto give him a small smile. Neither did anyone else.
After, the others composed themselves, they all sat around the table. Joey and Yugi went off playing other, alien-typr shooting games. Mokuba and Seto took off, to the puzzle and strategy based games. Anzu and Tristan played the dancing ones.
It was now about 10:05 and everyone came back to their table. "Agh! I'm supposed to be home at 10:30! I'm gonna be late!" Yugi exclaimed.
"Yeah. I should be heading home too." Anzu agreed.
Seto looked down at Mokuba, who had been in his arms, fast asleep."Yeah, I think, it's time for us to be leaving too." Joey and Tristan nodded.
"Well, see you guys later. Tell, Mokuba we said bye." Anzu called out, as her, Yugi and Tristan left out the doors.
Seto was still holding his little brother in his arms. 'Wow. He's been holdin' him for like over an hour...' Joey though to himself, as his eyes traveled from Seto's hands, up to his arms, and then to his broad shoulders. Joey shivered slightly, for no other reason, but because of Seto.
Seto didn't notice Joey looking at him, until he turned around and saw him. His eyes narrowed, and he glared down into Joey's dark brown ones. "Is there a problem, Joey?" He asked, but his voice was a lot gentler, than he had been excpecting.
Joey's heart raced through his chest, 'Why the hell, was I starin' again?' He shrugged. "I was just goin' to say, that I had fun tonight. And for once, I didn't really get the urge to punch ya one."
Joey felt Seto's eyes soften for at least a second. Man, those blue eyes, were spell-binding. Joey didn't want to look at him, but, he was drawn to them. Like a thief to the King's treasure. It began to get even harder to look away, as Seto took a step closer. Then another. Joey's heart going ever the more faster.
When he was about a foot or so, in front of him, he whispered, "I had fun too. I'm glad that Mokuba talked me into hanging out with you, Joey...And the others." A quick-one-second smile crossed his face. Then he turned around, "I better get Mokuba home now." With that he walked out the doors.
Joey took deep breaths, and again his face was flushed with a bright shade of red. 'Why does he keep makin' me blush like this?' He bit his lip, and walked out of the doors. Getting to his car, he tried to start it, but, damn his luck it wouldn't start. 'What the hell's wrong wit' this piece o' junk?!" He shouted. He quickly stepped out, 'Maybe Kaiba, hasn't left yet.' He hoped. He looked around, but didn't see him anywhere. "Damn."
His head drooped down and he decided to call someone to come pick him up, when a car pulled up in front of him. Not a car, but a limo. The last door opened up, and out stepped Seto. "What's wrong? Car won't start?" He asked.
Joey nods. "I saw you trying to start it. Fine. Get in. I'll have someone come pick it up for you." His voice neutral. Joey nods again, and gets in.
He felt a little out of place. The back seat, was more like a room. To the left corner, was Mokuba. Curled up in a ball, sound asleep. On the far right was a mini-fridge and a phone, which Seto picked up. "Driver take us to..." And he told him Joey's address. Joey leaned back. He felt uneasy, not because of the limo, but 'cause he was sitting right next to Seto.
Seto didn't seem fazed at all. He didn't even look annoyed that Joey was in the car. Joey leaned forward, his elbows leaning on his knees. 'I am so tired. There's no way I'm gonna make it to work.' Joey sighed, closing his eyes.
Seto sighed sleepily. 'Man, I'm tired. Ugh. And I have to go up to KaibaCorp. in the morning too. Damn. I can't ever catch a break. If rumors start up, I'll be finished.' He thought to himself, leaning back into the seat. He cocked his head forward, eyes closed. He was tired. Tired of staying up 'till morning, tired of KaibaCorp., tired of...Life.
After hearing Seto sigh, Joey had shifted his eyes to him. And now, that Seto's eyes were shut, he could stare at him for a while, which he did. He was so stuck on his face, that he didn't notice that he was leaning in closer to him. Unbearably closer to him.
Seto opened his eyes, as he could feel Joey's warm breath blow across his face. Joey froze, not moving. Seto just stared up at him, eyes wide. Both of their hearts pounding so painfully hard, within each of them. Their breath jagged and rough. But, before anything could happen, the car stopped and from the small speaker, the driver announced that they had arrived at Joey's apartment complex.
Joey fell back and hastily opened the door and ran out. The car door closed, and Seto sat there flustered. "Mr, Kaiba, where should I take you, now?" The driver asked.
Seto shakily, lifted up the phone. And In his cold, calm voice back in check, replied, "Home." And then the car drove off.
Joey ran to his room and collapsed on the bed. "What the hell, was I doin?! God, what the hell's wrong wit' me?! Argh!" He took a deep breath and glanced over resting his eyes on a diner menu. A menu from where he worked. He frowned. "I'm sick of workin' ...Sick of acting happy...Sick of this fuckin' excuse for a life!" He shouted at himself. Afterwards, slowly drifting off into sleep.
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Tammi: Well, I don't like viewing my opinion when it comes to my own work... but I like this chapter. Yeah. I'm not sure, since I haven't written it yet, but the next chapter will focus on Anzu and either Yugi or Tristan...Haven't decided. Many words misspelled. v.v Gomen-Nasai everyone. Well, hafta go now. Sayanara.
P.S. I do promise that it will get very more depressing. Yes, indeed. So, this is just the beginning. -_- See you guys. Onegai, review.
Ok. Also, there might be some incorrect spelling. Gomen. But I am grounded, and not supposed to be using the computer at all. So I'm typing this up in a hurry. -_-
(---Note: They aren't really enjoying themselves, they are just damn good actors. Also, it's been about two years since Battle City, and so Yami left about a year ago. End Note---)
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Joey and Seto held their gaze for another moment. Then Seto pulled his eyes away from his. Joey's face turned a very bright red. And for some unknown reason, his heart was beating rapidly. He didn't look over at Seto, which was really unfortunate. If he had sneaked a peek, he would've seen the small blush that rested across his face.
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They all ate quietly. All seemed happy and full of energy. But that's the picture they want to paint for you. They all finished they're pizza. Gulping down their cokes, and chatting away. Just as friends do.
Joey, then stood up, smiling, sinisterly. "Alright. I'm ready to kick some butt! Who wants to challenge me to Shoot-Out?" He asked, Tristan and Yugi shoot up from they're seats.
"You're gonna be cryin' Joey, when I'm done with you." Tristan said, folding his arms.
"Yeah, right, Tristan. Like you stand a chance against me." Joey replied. Half- smirking, half-smiling.
"I can beat both of you blind-folded!" Yugi cut in.
"Sorry, Yug', but you haven't battled against me at that game. I'm really good. Bettah than anyone in this arcade." Joey declared.
"Uh, huh. Sure you are, Joey." Tristan said, rolling his eyes. Yugi only smiles.
They continue their 'I am better than both of you' conversation.
"They always do this?" Seto asked, standing over by Anzu and Mokuba.
Anzu sighed. "Unfortunately, yeah. They always do this. It should be dyin' down though. Then they'll argue about which two get to play first, then who gets which side of the machine." She said, slughtly annoyed.
Seto, folded his arms, as did Mokuba. Another, five-ten minutes went by. "Ok. So, Yugi and I will play first. Come on, let's go!" Joey, ran through the crowd of people, followed by Tristan and Yugi.
Mokuba tugged on Seto's arm. "Come on, Seto."
"What for?"
"Didn't you say you would play Joey at that 'Galactic Shoot-Out' game?" Cute, grayish-blue eyes stared up in bored, blue ones. "You did accept the challenge. You can't back out of it. Besides, you hafta prove Joey wrong."
Seto rolled his eyes. "Come on, let's go catch up to them." He said, arms folded. Mokuba smiled and nodded.
When they reached them, Yugi and Joey were already playing. And amazingly, Joey was the winning. And by the end, emerged the victor. "I can't believe you beat me, Joey. You really are good."
"Why, thank you, Yug'. Alright Tristan. You ready?" Tristan rubbed his hands together and nodded.
The new game started, and again, Joey was victorious. "Dang, Joey. You are like the best player I have ever seen." Tristan said, a little shocked. Seto who had been watching the game, attentively, didn't seem impressed.
"I told ya. I'm the best. Hey, anyone, out there, want go against the best player, of Galactic Shoot-Out?" Joey shouted, though most of it was drowned out from the music. No response. "Well, guess, that settles it. I am the best at this game."
"Hey, you haven't played against Seto, yet." Joey glanced down at Mokuba. 'He sure wants me to play against Kiaba...Wonder why.' Joey then looked up at Kaiba. "So, Kaiba, you gonna play me? You did witness, what I did tah both Yugi and Tristan...Maybe ya should just go ahead and throw in the towel, now." Joey teased.
Seto only smirked. "I wonder if you'll still be bragging once I have you whimpering on the floor, like an abused dog caught in the rain."
Joey's eyes narrowed, and he was about to say something, when Yugi cut in. "Ok, you two. If you're done trash-talking to one another. Why don't you both just play the game." Yugi said, standind between them.
"Yes. That sounds like a good idea. Come on, mutt. Time to play." Seto said, causing Joey to growl. But, he was able to keep it under control.
It was kinda strange for the two, to stand beside each other; their shoulders touching. "You ready, Kaiba?" Joey whispered.
Seto didn't say anything and kept his focus on the game. As soon as it started, Seto had gained a 500 point lead....Then the gap stretched to 1000-Seto in the lead. And, slowly, Seto was in an all new score-board. Leaving Joey, completely in the dust. It didn't matter if Joey was able to kill him, the points wouldn't add up to a tenth of his score.
As Seto, killed Joey, for the final time, and the screen flashed black, ending the game, everyone but, Mokuba and Seto, were left speechless. Mokuba smiled proudly. "I told you my brother's the absolute best! There isn't anything he can't do!" Seto only shook his head.
Joey was the first to talk. "How in the world did you do that Kaiba?" He asked, half-angry, half-astonished.
Seto shrugged. "Mokuba and I always come down here, when I get a day off work. That's why we were here, tonight. What did you expect? That I just sit in the corner with my laptop, while Mokuba has all the fun?" Seto answered, coldly.
'Well, yeah. Ya don't strike me as the fun type.' Joey thought to himself. "Guess, not." He said running his hand through his wild, blonde hair. He sighed closing his eyes. Closing his eyes, he didn't see Seto give him a small smile. Neither did anyone else.
After, the others composed themselves, they all sat around the table. Joey and Yugi went off playing other, alien-typr shooting games. Mokuba and Seto took off, to the puzzle and strategy based games. Anzu and Tristan played the dancing ones.
It was now about 10:05 and everyone came back to their table. "Agh! I'm supposed to be home at 10:30! I'm gonna be late!" Yugi exclaimed.
"Yeah. I should be heading home too." Anzu agreed.
Seto looked down at Mokuba, who had been in his arms, fast asleep."Yeah, I think, it's time for us to be leaving too." Joey and Tristan nodded.
"Well, see you guys later. Tell, Mokuba we said bye." Anzu called out, as her, Yugi and Tristan left out the doors.
Seto was still holding his little brother in his arms. 'Wow. He's been holdin' him for like over an hour...' Joey though to himself, as his eyes traveled from Seto's hands, up to his arms, and then to his broad shoulders. Joey shivered slightly, for no other reason, but because of Seto.
Seto didn't notice Joey looking at him, until he turned around and saw him. His eyes narrowed, and he glared down into Joey's dark brown ones. "Is there a problem, Joey?" He asked, but his voice was a lot gentler, than he had been excpecting.
Joey's heart raced through his chest, 'Why the hell, was I starin' again?' He shrugged. "I was just goin' to say, that I had fun tonight. And for once, I didn't really get the urge to punch ya one."
Joey felt Seto's eyes soften for at least a second. Man, those blue eyes, were spell-binding. Joey didn't want to look at him, but, he was drawn to them. Like a thief to the King's treasure. It began to get even harder to look away, as Seto took a step closer. Then another. Joey's heart going ever the more faster.
When he was about a foot or so, in front of him, he whispered, "I had fun too. I'm glad that Mokuba talked me into hanging out with you, Joey...And the others." A quick-one-second smile crossed his face. Then he turned around, "I better get Mokuba home now." With that he walked out the doors.
Joey took deep breaths, and again his face was flushed with a bright shade of red. 'Why does he keep makin' me blush like this?' He bit his lip, and walked out of the doors. Getting to his car, he tried to start it, but, damn his luck it wouldn't start. 'What the hell's wrong wit' this piece o' junk?!" He shouted. He quickly stepped out, 'Maybe Kaiba, hasn't left yet.' He hoped. He looked around, but didn't see him anywhere. "Damn."
His head drooped down and he decided to call someone to come pick him up, when a car pulled up in front of him. Not a car, but a limo. The last door opened up, and out stepped Seto. "What's wrong? Car won't start?" He asked.
Joey nods. "I saw you trying to start it. Fine. Get in. I'll have someone come pick it up for you." His voice neutral. Joey nods again, and gets in.
He felt a little out of place. The back seat, was more like a room. To the left corner, was Mokuba. Curled up in a ball, sound asleep. On the far right was a mini-fridge and a phone, which Seto picked up. "Driver take us to..." And he told him Joey's address. Joey leaned back. He felt uneasy, not because of the limo, but 'cause he was sitting right next to Seto.
Seto didn't seem fazed at all. He didn't even look annoyed that Joey was in the car. Joey leaned forward, his elbows leaning on his knees. 'I am so tired. There's no way I'm gonna make it to work.' Joey sighed, closing his eyes.
Seto sighed sleepily. 'Man, I'm tired. Ugh. And I have to go up to KaibaCorp. in the morning too. Damn. I can't ever catch a break. If rumors start up, I'll be finished.' He thought to himself, leaning back into the seat. He cocked his head forward, eyes closed. He was tired. Tired of staying up 'till morning, tired of KaibaCorp., tired of...Life.
After hearing Seto sigh, Joey had shifted his eyes to him. And now, that Seto's eyes were shut, he could stare at him for a while, which he did. He was so stuck on his face, that he didn't notice that he was leaning in closer to him. Unbearably closer to him.
Seto opened his eyes, as he could feel Joey's warm breath blow across his face. Joey froze, not moving. Seto just stared up at him, eyes wide. Both of their hearts pounding so painfully hard, within each of them. Their breath jagged and rough. But, before anything could happen, the car stopped and from the small speaker, the driver announced that they had arrived at Joey's apartment complex.
Joey fell back and hastily opened the door and ran out. The car door closed, and Seto sat there flustered. "Mr, Kaiba, where should I take you, now?" The driver asked.
Seto shakily, lifted up the phone. And In his cold, calm voice back in check, replied, "Home." And then the car drove off.
Joey ran to his room and collapsed on the bed. "What the hell, was I doin?! God, what the hell's wrong wit' me?! Argh!" He took a deep breath and glanced over resting his eyes on a diner menu. A menu from where he worked. He frowned. "I'm sick of workin' ...Sick of acting happy...Sick of this fuckin' excuse for a life!" He shouted at himself. Afterwards, slowly drifting off into sleep.
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Tammi: Well, I don't like viewing my opinion when it comes to my own work... but I like this chapter. Yeah. I'm not sure, since I haven't written it yet, but the next chapter will focus on Anzu and either Yugi or Tristan...Haven't decided. Many words misspelled. v.v Gomen-Nasai everyone. Well, hafta go now. Sayanara.
P.S. I do promise that it will get very more depressing. Yes, indeed. So, this is just the beginning. -_- See you guys. Onegai, review.