Time to Choose
Jounouchi found one fatal flaw in his friends' advice: Yuugi wasn't talking to him. Yuugi wouldn't even look at him. Wouldn't let Jounouchi within 5 feet of him. By mid-morning Jounouchi was reduced to sulking in the back row of his third period, bitching to Otogi via note.
Speaking of Otogi, the black-haired teen has just poked Jounouchi in the back, and without taking his eyes off the teacher Jounouchi reached back to take the folded piece of paper. He set it in his lap and unfolded it slowly. The teacher didn't notice, and he glanced down to read.
"Look," Otogi had written, "this all happened because you're ashamed to be gay, right?"
Jounouchi frowned. He set the paper on his desk and scribbled a quick "Yes." The paper went back.
The paper came back a few minutes later. "Suck it up and stop being such a wimp! Either you care about Yuugi enough not to care what people will think, or you're just toying with him."
"You sound like a chick."
"I've heard this speech a few times."
"I believe that. And for the record, if anyone's toying with anyone, Yuugi's the one toying with me." He thought for a second, and his hand shook just a bit as he added, "You wouldn't believe what he's like in bed."
After a moment he heard Otogi make a noise somewhere between a laugh and a sigh, and then there was a whisper in his ear: "If you can admit that to me, you're already getting somewhere."
"Thanks for the pep talk," Jounouchi answered lowly, trying not to draw any attention to them. "But do you have any ideas how to make him listen to me?"
Before Otogi could respond the teacher cut in, "Mr. Jounouchi, can you answer my question?"
"Uh… Syria?"
The teacher stared, and a few students snickered. "I don't even want to know how you came up with 'Syria' from the discriminant. At least pretend to pay attention."
Jounouchi rolled his eyes as the teacher resumed teaching his lesson.
"Nice try, but Geography was last period," Otogi joked.
"Really? How many classes do we have together?"
"A couple. But as far as advice goes… Corner him. Don't let him leave until you've had your say."
"Thanks."
Jounouchi liked Otogi's suggestion. He practically stalked Yuugi all the way to the cafeteria after the lunch bell rang; once they were both inside he cornered him… literally, right into a corner of the room where there were the least people.
"We have to talk."
"Go to hell," Yuugi spat.
"C'mon, Yuugi, you're being a completely asshole!" Shit, he was yelling. People were looking.
"I'm being an asshole? I have every right to be an asshole! You ate my fry!"
Jounouchi rolled his eyes and shouted back, "That sounds stupid! Why would you choose to say that THEN? And why with fries?"
"Because it seemed like a good way to say it! In any normal relationship what I did would be considered a step forward. But you," Yuugi hissed this last word, "you freak out because someone might see! How am I supposed to feel about that?" Apparently Yuugi didn't care who heard his tirade… and from the looks they were getting, just about everyone had heard.
"Look, I'm sorry, okay?" Maybe he should have said it a little less harshly…
His feeble apology was met with sarcasm: "Yea, okay."
"Damn it, I mean it!"
They both paused, and Jounouchi was aware of how much attention their scene was attracting. Even the lunch monitors were watching instead of breaking up fights like they usually did. Damn. Maybe Jounouchi should have cornered Yuugi somewhere a little more private…
"You mean it?" Skepticism laced Yuugi's words; it was a little heart breaking. Jounouchi had never heard Yuugi sound like that.
Wait… did that mean Yuugi was forgiving him? "Yes!"
"Then kiss me." All skepticism was gone; Yuugi was giving him an ultimatum, and Jounouchi hadn't seen it coming. He blinked, resisting the sudden weakness in his knees.
"Here?" he squeaked. Great, he was trying to show Yuugi that he cared and ended up sounding something like a hamster. How special.
Smooth, Jou.
"Hai. Either we're lovers-" people started whispering; damn, Yuugi was loud, even when he was threatening instead of yelling "- and all these people can go fuck themselves, or we're fuck buddies who are dangerously close to going back to being just friends." Yuugi's gaze didn't falter, and the determination in his huge purple eyes was like déjà vu. Jounouchi had seen it before, but never directed at him, not like this. "Now's your chance to choose."
Jounouchi stared at Yuugi. He was in a horrible limbo; on one hand there was at least half of the cafeteria staring, many of them people that couldn't stand him and only stayed at bay for fear of his temper. They were people who didn't need to know about his personal life, and would give him and Yuugi hell for their relationship. He didn't want them to see, didn't want them to know.
But on the other hand he cared about Yuugi, and he knew that no matter how brazen Yuugi acted, deep down he was still sensitive. If Jounouchi rejected him… Jounouchi was angry enough at himself for getting Yuugi so pissed off to start with. Honda was right; his pride could be stupid…
Yuugi was waiting patiently, glaring at Jounouchi, and the blond just stared.
What could he do?
- author says -
^_^ This is short. I'm sorry. I think the next part is much longer. Well, "much" might be an exaggeration… but it IS longer. I think this might have been longer - that is, I could have integrated parts of the next part for this, but this just seemed like such a terrific ending place for the part. I tried to integrate, but it just broke my heart. Heh…
I guess I gotta say domo arigato to Kalynn (whom I doubt has ever/will ever read this, lmao), who is where I learned the uniquely awesome phrase "fuck buddies".
I tried to sneak some humor into their argument, for the sake of… well, sanity… but its supposed to be all serious, you know?