Unchain Your Soul From Hate
Chapter 3
Jounouchi was beginning to realize what people meant when they said they had trouble distinguishing between their dreams and reality. His dreams were becoming so vivid and lifelike he was wondering whether or not they were real. He dreamt about Yuugi, which in itself was nothing new or surprising to him. Ever since they had become friends the smaller boy had often visited his dreams. Though now his dreams consisted of a more intimate nature, it was still essentially the same dream he had had been having since the beginning. His dreams still echoed the intense love he had received from Yuugi since the first moment they met. The fact that he was still having these dreams seemed to be a very good sign to Jounouchi indeed. At least his tormented mind still subconsciously recalled the love Yuugi had once had for him.
The dreams were all the same in their most basic nature, but the actions in each dream generally varied from night to night. Of course, in more recent months, those dreams were ordinarily intimate, but considering the situation he didn't think anyone could really blame him. Even in the dream world Yuugi was beautiful and perfect. "Jounouchi-kun, I love you so much," Yuugi whispered softly. He knew; he could see it in his eyes as he gazed into his. Jounouchi knew, but he couldn't say anything.
Jounouchi sighed softly in pleasure as Yuugi kissed his neck, Yuugi's hands gently caressing his bare skin. Yuugi's touch was feather-light, teasing him as Yuugi continued kissing his neck. Jounouchi closed his eyes as he wrapped his arms tighter around Yuugi's waist, never wanting to let him go. This moment was exactly how his life was supposed to be; this was bliss.
However, even his dreams seemed to be against him, and at that very moment, the dream abruptly changed. He was once again lying on the cold wet floor of Malik's personal prison for him. Dark purple eyes stared maliciously down at him, showing nothing but their hatred. ""Where's your beloved Yuugi now?" he taunted, tugging sharply on Jounouchi's hair. Jounouchi cried out in pain, the deepest corner of his mind wondering the exact same thing. Malik leaned closer, whispering in his ear, "He's not coming for you, Jounouchi. The truth is, he never once loved you."
Jounouchi bolted upright, sweat forming on his forehead, breathing heavily. He brushed his bangs out of his eyes. "Fuck," he muttered under his breath. He never knew it would be like this. Sure, he had expected some things to bother him but not for one moment did he thinks it would be as bad as this. Battle City was over, Malik, "Namu," had been gone for a few days now and Jounouchi still wasn't back to normal. Naturally, he still hadn't told Yuugi anything yet. He couldn't bring himself to taint him that way. Of course, there was so much going on during the semi-finals and then there was that whole Noa escapade, and naturally it didn't help that he had been technically dead during some of that time period. The good news was that Yuugi had hugged him and he actually had been able to hug him back. For a few moments anyway before he lost it. For one moment things had been right between them. Unfortunately that one brief hug was the only thing that happened between them.
Jounouchi had a feeling Yuugi was still upset about that rejection. It would explain why Yuugi hadn't even called him recently. If he was still hurt. Jounouchi just wanted things to go back the way they were, with him and Yuugi being peacefully and blissfully in love. "God damn it!" he yelled, shaking his head vehemently. Out of the corner of his eyes he glimpsed the picture frame sitting on his nightstand. Hesitantly his hand moved to pick it up.
In the dim moonlight, he could barely see the picture. However, the image was so engrained on his heart that he really didn't need to see it with his eyes anymore. It was a picture of Yuugi, happy and smiling with his bright eyes shining with their innocence. Tears formed in the corner of his eyes as he stared down at the picture, remembering every intimate detail of Yuugi. The special smile he saved just for Jounouchi, his light laugh that made Jounouchi's heart flutter, the tender way Yuugi stared into his eyes as Jounouchi made love with him. The thought that he might be losing it all now to Malik's twisted mind games was more than he could take. A single tear rolled down his cheek, landing on the glass.
He quickly wiped it off with the back of his hand, replacing the frame back on his nightstand. "Damn it," he whispered, laying back down and burying his face in his pillow. This could not be happening; he loved Yuugi too much. " Yuugi never once loved you." What if it was true? Or worse, what if Yuugi did love him once but never would again? He prayed fervently that that was not the reason Yuugi hadn't been talking to him. He didn't care that the tears flowed freely from his eyes, drenching his pillow. Everything was simply too much for him to take. Yuugi meant too much to him; he needed Yuugi.
Since his phone rang, Jounouchi sat back up, hastily wiping away his tears. "Hello?" he said, not caring how pathetic he sounded.
"Hey…" That simple word was enough; Jounouchi would know that voice anywhere, anytime, night or day. His eyes widened and he let out a strangled sob.
"Yuugi…."
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