One week later and Jonouchi had to admit it was easier that his
friends thought his change in mood was due to the shock of his father
dying. "Let them feel better, thinking this is only temporary. Plus it
makes it easier to push them away and to hint for time alone." He thought
as he tossed his last shirt in the dumpster behind his old apartment. He
really had liked some of those clothes and the life they had belonged to.
But it, like his beat up shirts and jeans, no longer fit him now.
He considered tossing a match in the dumpster and watching the past burn away. It had been done before, he decided, and his energy was needed elsewhere. Serenity was no doubt waiting for him to get back to their new place. She loved it there, he could tell. Her eyes sparkled when she saw how big it was, how the view was spectacular at night. She didn't know about her father or what the apartment had really cost. She didn't remember being abducted, just sleeping for longer than normal that day, causing her to miss school.
Jonouchi had told her that the apartment came with the new job he was starting. She had noticed immediately how different her brother was but he brushed it off as just a phase. When he saw Serenity smile, everything seemed almost worth it. He smiled too. For the first time since this thing had started, he smiled. It was weak and small but he supposed it was a start. He told his sister he had to go clean out his old place and then head to his first day at work, the card Lyric had given him in his pocket.
When he came to move what few possessions he had out of the apartment he and his father had shared, he had found a typed note with no signature sitting on his dresser.
"Don't bother taking any clothes. Get rid of them with the rest of the trash. We'll go shopping when you arrive. Don't be late."
He didn't pause a second to wonder who had sent it. When he got rid of his clothes it was amazing how little he actually had. An old teddy bear, a box of small mementos, a few comics, a model kit, a photo album, his dueling cards, a few framed photos and that was it. He had been temped to toss those things too. Just touching them gave him a strong jabbing pain that he didn't wish to think about. Still his sister would expect him to bring something home and he'd hate to have to explain if he came back empty handed.
He tossed his stuff in his bag and walked toward the address on the card. He wouldn't be late.
The building wasn't what he had expected. He wasn't dumb enough to think it would have a big sign in the lobby stating "Yakuza 28th floor" but it looked so innocent. He never would have guessed. How many companies had a legitimate surface made to hide a seedier business? Jonouchi found himself not wanting to know the answer. The companys' name was Domino Spirit Publishing and the hallways hung largely framed first edition first issues of a variety of magazines, papers, and books. Even Jonouchi had read some of the works and would have found it interesting to peruse the hallways and see what else this company had produced if the buzzer at the reception desk hadn't gone off and he was showed in.
Lyric leaned causally against the large desk at his back and smiled warmly as Jonouchi made his way in. He looked good. Oh, how the blond hated to admit that. The black hair, they way he leaned, and the suit that fit him so perfectly. His eyes hid no malice either. It all confused the boy.
"I take it you are settled in properly?" Jonouchi smiled coldly as he presented the typed note found on his dresser and pointedly crumpled it up, throwing it across to waste basket against the wall.
"Yes. Everything is taken care of."
"Yes? Good. And does your sister enjoy her new surroundings?" Lyric noticed the boys eye twitch at the mention of the girls name. He mused to himself how easy Jonouchi was to read.
"She loves it." He replied as icy as he could muster.
"I have a lot to teach you today but I just want to say I know you are still a good guy, I still like you."
"I'm anxious to learn." Jonouchi replied ignoring the rest of the previous comment.
"Not yet you aren't. " Lyric walks over and locks the office door, as Jonouchi looks on unconcerned. Like he was any more trapped with the door locked, he mused. "Today your education really starts. I'm going to take you shopping, but before than we need to work on your attitude. "
"What would you like me to correct?"
"Exactly what you are doing right now. Get over yourself. Your life has changed. It doesn't have to be this horrible thing. You have made yourself into a tool to be used. That is of course your first reaction, you don't want to upset me or I'll do something to your loved ones. You are scared at what you have done and what you're going to do. You feel hopeless at your situation. In response you shut yourself down. You need to harden yourself a bit of course, but.." He walked over to Jonouchi and ran a hand along the boys still shoulder. "You went overboard, you took away my creative general, my spunky number two. I knew you would of course, so I know how to get him back." Lyrics hand slipped under Jonouchis shirt and caressed his bare skin.
"You know, some feminists believe that the mere act of sex with a man takes away their power. Do you know why? It is because it is reminiscent of being stabbed. A violent action. Being impaled forces the minds eye of both parties to see the one stabbing as the one with the power, the other the victim." Jonouchi remained silent as he spoke.
"You feel powerless against me and against the world. I need a strong leader." Lyric loosened his tie. Jonouchis' eyes went wide as he began to piece together the relevance of the story.
"You can be as rough as you like. I can handle it. But it can only be sex. No repercussions will fall to you or your family. No one will know. This will be just you punishing me for what I did. What I forced you to do." He noticed Jonouchis expression as he took of his belt and threw it aside (because some pain was too much). He had to step it up a bit he noticed. "I bet you enjoyed it, though."
Jonouchi looked up, anger beginning to show on the surface.
"Did I do something wrong, Katsuya? Was that wrong of me to make you do those things? You should see the pictures we got of your sister.there are a few here that were quite laborious to get her into position.her legs just wouldn't stay open.."
Katsuya had never been so angry in his life. It was beyond anger really, more a pure form of rage. He couldn't help jumping on the man and as his fist raised to beat this asshole till he was dead; then he remembered, beating would equal death for him and probably his sister.. FINE! He hadn't wanted his first time being with a man to be like this but the emotion running through his veins was too much. This man deserved pain, no matter the how.
He grabbed the man and ripped the suit as he man handled him to the desk, shoving him over, not caring about the bruises that was sure to appear on the dark haired man. All his hatred and anger, his rage, all directed in the one way he was allowed.
When it it over, tears welled up in Jonouchis eyes. The man looking in the closet was bloody and looked badly beaten. He couldn't believe he had done that, he felt so dirty. The man didn't really deserve that much abuse did he? Lyric was probably just following orders to get a second. The fact that he was chosen was unfortunate. Why had Lyric allowed him to abuse him so? It must have been his way to acknowledge that he was the cause of Jonouchis misery. To somehow share a little of the pain. He sobbed. Lyric had been unarmed when he was being ravished. There had to have been some trust there. Lyric had acknowledged he believed in him, and knew he was still a good guy even after what he did.
The battered man made his way over and after wiping his face off a bit with a towel he smiled sadly and put a hand on Jonouchis shoulder.
"I'm sorry." Jonouchi nodded at this.
"Me too."
"That is ridiculus! I asked you to do it. I practically demanded it of you. This is actually your first lesson. I will as you to do things you may or may not enjoy. You can do them any way you like in your style, but the guilt shouldn't fall on you. Just know what ever I order I take the guilt upon myself. Your soul is still innocent, and always will be as long as you're by my side. "
Jonouchi couldn't explain it but he felt better. He nodded at the man as he watched him clean himself up and change into a spare suit.
"Let's go shopping." He smiled when Jonouchi smiled and nodded.
"You better be prepared, I'm going to choose something outrageous and expensive."
"I wouldn't have it any other way!" Lyric laughed. Jonouchi had gained a little of himself back, and whether the teen knew enough to acknowledge it of not, he'd rely on him a little more now, both out of thanks and to find the rest of himself that he had lost. Lyric was happy to provide.
End chapter 4
Okay, some notes here. It seems perfectly reasonable that Lyric would pull something like this to make Jonouchi open up and feel safer with him. Do any of you agree? I am a little worried I wrote the build up to that too fast. I tend not to enjoy paragraphs after paragraphs about inner mental turmoil and emotion so I hope I didn't gyp them by cutting the actions off at their common denominator. Does that make sense?
Thanks for the comments so far. I love comments! (Especially good ones)
The feminist thing is true! I learned it in college in my Intro to Feminist Thought class. Scary isn't it? That is why some feminists in the seventies proclaimed that lesbians were the only free women on the planet. That sadly caused a lot of those sterotypes that hard core feminists were gay. It was very interesting class reading all the theorys but I get depressed seeing all that sadness and understanding.good thing I have anime and fan fiction.
Sorry for only having Jonouchi and Lyric in this chapter, Seto will be here in two chapters, I promise!
He considered tossing a match in the dumpster and watching the past burn away. It had been done before, he decided, and his energy was needed elsewhere. Serenity was no doubt waiting for him to get back to their new place. She loved it there, he could tell. Her eyes sparkled when she saw how big it was, how the view was spectacular at night. She didn't know about her father or what the apartment had really cost. She didn't remember being abducted, just sleeping for longer than normal that day, causing her to miss school.
Jonouchi had told her that the apartment came with the new job he was starting. She had noticed immediately how different her brother was but he brushed it off as just a phase. When he saw Serenity smile, everything seemed almost worth it. He smiled too. For the first time since this thing had started, he smiled. It was weak and small but he supposed it was a start. He told his sister he had to go clean out his old place and then head to his first day at work, the card Lyric had given him in his pocket.
When he came to move what few possessions he had out of the apartment he and his father had shared, he had found a typed note with no signature sitting on his dresser.
"Don't bother taking any clothes. Get rid of them with the rest of the trash. We'll go shopping when you arrive. Don't be late."
He didn't pause a second to wonder who had sent it. When he got rid of his clothes it was amazing how little he actually had. An old teddy bear, a box of small mementos, a few comics, a model kit, a photo album, his dueling cards, a few framed photos and that was it. He had been temped to toss those things too. Just touching them gave him a strong jabbing pain that he didn't wish to think about. Still his sister would expect him to bring something home and he'd hate to have to explain if he came back empty handed.
He tossed his stuff in his bag and walked toward the address on the card. He wouldn't be late.
The building wasn't what he had expected. He wasn't dumb enough to think it would have a big sign in the lobby stating "Yakuza 28th floor" but it looked so innocent. He never would have guessed. How many companies had a legitimate surface made to hide a seedier business? Jonouchi found himself not wanting to know the answer. The companys' name was Domino Spirit Publishing and the hallways hung largely framed first edition first issues of a variety of magazines, papers, and books. Even Jonouchi had read some of the works and would have found it interesting to peruse the hallways and see what else this company had produced if the buzzer at the reception desk hadn't gone off and he was showed in.
Lyric leaned causally against the large desk at his back and smiled warmly as Jonouchi made his way in. He looked good. Oh, how the blond hated to admit that. The black hair, they way he leaned, and the suit that fit him so perfectly. His eyes hid no malice either. It all confused the boy.
"I take it you are settled in properly?" Jonouchi smiled coldly as he presented the typed note found on his dresser and pointedly crumpled it up, throwing it across to waste basket against the wall.
"Yes. Everything is taken care of."
"Yes? Good. And does your sister enjoy her new surroundings?" Lyric noticed the boys eye twitch at the mention of the girls name. He mused to himself how easy Jonouchi was to read.
"She loves it." He replied as icy as he could muster.
"I have a lot to teach you today but I just want to say I know you are still a good guy, I still like you."
"I'm anxious to learn." Jonouchi replied ignoring the rest of the previous comment.
"Not yet you aren't. " Lyric walks over and locks the office door, as Jonouchi looks on unconcerned. Like he was any more trapped with the door locked, he mused. "Today your education really starts. I'm going to take you shopping, but before than we need to work on your attitude. "
"What would you like me to correct?"
"Exactly what you are doing right now. Get over yourself. Your life has changed. It doesn't have to be this horrible thing. You have made yourself into a tool to be used. That is of course your first reaction, you don't want to upset me or I'll do something to your loved ones. You are scared at what you have done and what you're going to do. You feel hopeless at your situation. In response you shut yourself down. You need to harden yourself a bit of course, but.." He walked over to Jonouchi and ran a hand along the boys still shoulder. "You went overboard, you took away my creative general, my spunky number two. I knew you would of course, so I know how to get him back." Lyrics hand slipped under Jonouchis shirt and caressed his bare skin.
"You know, some feminists believe that the mere act of sex with a man takes away their power. Do you know why? It is because it is reminiscent of being stabbed. A violent action. Being impaled forces the minds eye of both parties to see the one stabbing as the one with the power, the other the victim." Jonouchi remained silent as he spoke.
"You feel powerless against me and against the world. I need a strong leader." Lyric loosened his tie. Jonouchis' eyes went wide as he began to piece together the relevance of the story.
"You can be as rough as you like. I can handle it. But it can only be sex. No repercussions will fall to you or your family. No one will know. This will be just you punishing me for what I did. What I forced you to do." He noticed Jonouchis expression as he took of his belt and threw it aside (because some pain was too much). He had to step it up a bit he noticed. "I bet you enjoyed it, though."
Jonouchi looked up, anger beginning to show on the surface.
"Did I do something wrong, Katsuya? Was that wrong of me to make you do those things? You should see the pictures we got of your sister.there are a few here that were quite laborious to get her into position.her legs just wouldn't stay open.."
Katsuya had never been so angry in his life. It was beyond anger really, more a pure form of rage. He couldn't help jumping on the man and as his fist raised to beat this asshole till he was dead; then he remembered, beating would equal death for him and probably his sister.. FINE! He hadn't wanted his first time being with a man to be like this but the emotion running through his veins was too much. This man deserved pain, no matter the how.
He grabbed the man and ripped the suit as he man handled him to the desk, shoving him over, not caring about the bruises that was sure to appear on the dark haired man. All his hatred and anger, his rage, all directed in the one way he was allowed.
When it it over, tears welled up in Jonouchis eyes. The man looking in the closet was bloody and looked badly beaten. He couldn't believe he had done that, he felt so dirty. The man didn't really deserve that much abuse did he? Lyric was probably just following orders to get a second. The fact that he was chosen was unfortunate. Why had Lyric allowed him to abuse him so? It must have been his way to acknowledge that he was the cause of Jonouchis misery. To somehow share a little of the pain. He sobbed. Lyric had been unarmed when he was being ravished. There had to have been some trust there. Lyric had acknowledged he believed in him, and knew he was still a good guy even after what he did.
The battered man made his way over and after wiping his face off a bit with a towel he smiled sadly and put a hand on Jonouchis shoulder.
"I'm sorry." Jonouchi nodded at this.
"Me too."
"That is ridiculus! I asked you to do it. I practically demanded it of you. This is actually your first lesson. I will as you to do things you may or may not enjoy. You can do them any way you like in your style, but the guilt shouldn't fall on you. Just know what ever I order I take the guilt upon myself. Your soul is still innocent, and always will be as long as you're by my side. "
Jonouchi couldn't explain it but he felt better. He nodded at the man as he watched him clean himself up and change into a spare suit.
"Let's go shopping." He smiled when Jonouchi smiled and nodded.
"You better be prepared, I'm going to choose something outrageous and expensive."
"I wouldn't have it any other way!" Lyric laughed. Jonouchi had gained a little of himself back, and whether the teen knew enough to acknowledge it of not, he'd rely on him a little more now, both out of thanks and to find the rest of himself that he had lost. Lyric was happy to provide.
End chapter 4
Okay, some notes here. It seems perfectly reasonable that Lyric would pull something like this to make Jonouchi open up and feel safer with him. Do any of you agree? I am a little worried I wrote the build up to that too fast. I tend not to enjoy paragraphs after paragraphs about inner mental turmoil and emotion so I hope I didn't gyp them by cutting the actions off at their common denominator. Does that make sense?
Thanks for the comments so far. I love comments! (Especially good ones)
The feminist thing is true! I learned it in college in my Intro to Feminist Thought class. Scary isn't it? That is why some feminists in the seventies proclaimed that lesbians were the only free women on the planet. That sadly caused a lot of those sterotypes that hard core feminists were gay. It was very interesting class reading all the theorys but I get depressed seeing all that sadness and understanding.good thing I have anime and fan fiction.
Sorry for only having Jonouchi and Lyric in this chapter, Seto will be here in two chapters, I promise!