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Tristan woke up around 12 o'clock the next morning. As he prepared himself for the day he thought about what it would be like seeing Duke again. To be entirely honest he worried about it. He had no idea how Duke would be like. He still didn't even know what to think of the last night. It was all too confusing.
Around 2:00 pm he headed for the cinerama, hands in pockets. He turned the corner of the building to see that most of his friends had already arrived – all except for Mai. He smiled. They were all being crazy as usual. Making jokes and laughing. He spotted Devlin standing with the crowd, also laughing after Joey had said some type of comment which apparently turned out to be funny.
He continued to walk. Duke noticed his approaching. Tristan noticed that when Duke had noticed his appearance he no long laughed but stared almost as if afraid or worried. Maybe Duke had the same feelings as Tristan did. If so, Duke probably thought that things would very slowly go back to normal as Tristan didn't suspect he'd find himself confronting Devlin with a conversation relating to what had happened.
Yuugi noticed Duke's straight face. He turned his head in the direction Duke was looking and spotted Tristan.
"Oh! Hey, Tristan! We all got our tickets already. We're just waiting for you and Mai."
Tristan nodded and went to get his ticket. Once he got his ticket he turned and returned to the group. Once he was with the group someone made yet another joke and they all broke out in laughter – all except for Tristan who had no idea what they were talking about, and Devlin who stood, hands in pockets, looking quite content, however making a small snicker with his mouth closed.
It was 2:20 and the group finally decided to move into the theatre. Devlin hadn't said much ever since Tristan arrived. Tristan didn't say much but seemed to be away in mind, deep in thought.
"What's the matter with you two?"
Joey said coming up behind Duke and giving him a hard slap on the back.
"Deh!"
Duke let out an odd noise and straightened his back – which had ACTUALLY been a little bent over. He cringed and his eyes slid over to Joey.
"So what's up? You're all of the sudden so quiet! And you! Tristan! You're being quiet too!"
Joey looked at Tristan for some type of explanation. Tristan glanced at Duke who was looking back at him. Eye contact. For a split moment there was a connection of the deep outlined green eyes and the dark brown eyes. The moment their eyes met their eyes fled and both of their faces flushed crimson.
"eh?"
Joey looked at Tristan curiously and then to Duke. Yuugi and the rest of the group stood silently, doing the same thing. It was an awkward situation.
"Hey guys! Sorry I'm late..."
Came the voice of another female. Their heads turned to see Mai walking in, holding a ticket between her forefinger and her middle finger while waving. All their heads turned expect for Tristan and Duke's. They both sighed, wiping a drop of sweat from their foreheads. Once more they glanced at each other. Once again their eyes connected. Duke quickly looked away and made a noise like he was to throw up. Tristan just made a disgusted look and decided to greet Mai along with the others.
"Hey Mai." "What's up Mai?" "Hey, how are ya?" "Where've you been!? The movies about to start!"
Their voices clashed.
"Whoa there! Hold back the stampede. I had some chores to do."
Mai laughed.
"Sorry for being late. Well, let's go get a seat!"
She began to walk towards the theatre room.
"Wait! We need to get food!"
Mai stopped walking and turned around to see everyone standing there.
"Joey's right! What's a movie without the food?"
said Yuugi with a laugh, his cheeks turning red, violet eyes sparkling.
They all turned and went towards the concession stand. The workers were showered with several requests.
"I'll be right back."
Devlin mumbled and turned and headed for the bathroom – everyone was in such a bundle with their money and food, they didn't notice Duke's disappearance.
Duke entered a stall and leaned against the corner of the wall. He crossed his arms and stared blankly.
::Gosh. What is going to happen? Things won't just go back to normal. No way they can never. Even if we both tried the memory would pop up randomly and make us both feek awkward. We can't kick Tristan out of the group...especially without an explanation...and I'm certainly not leaving! Ugh...::
They soon migrated into the theatre and sat down in the front row. Several minutes went by before Tristan handed his bag of popcorn to Serenity who was sitting beside him.
"I'll be back in a few moments,"
He said, walking up the walkway and vanishing from the theatre.
Meanwhile...
Duke still stood in the bathroom stall. Despite the small size of the box he managed to pace – one step this way, turn around, one step that way, turn around, do it again. He finally cringed with frusteration and banged a fist against the wall.
"I can't hide here forever. Just –"
He paused, struggling for words or thoughts.
"Whatever happens will happen and I'll just have to go along with it."
He turned the handle on the stall door and just as he did so someone entered the bathroom. He didn't think on it but exit the stall and immediately bumped hard into someone – heads hit, chests hit and legs hit. Both figures stepped back, growling mumbled curses. They both looked up to see...
"Tristan?"
"Duke?"
Tristan and Duke stared at each other.
"erm,"
Duke stood silently, not knowing what to do or say.
"What are you doing in here?"
Tristan growled. Duke met Tristan's eyes with a glare – unafraid to remove his eyes from Tristan's. Tristan was, too, bold enough to keep the eye contact.
"This is the men's bathroom. I happen to have a right to be in here."
Duke said, his eyes becoming yet more slimmed. Tristan finally looked away ranomly and nervously.
"Were you expecting a different answer? Should I ask you what you're doing in here?"
Duke said, crossing his arms, still looking at Tristan who suddenly looked back at him.
"Just get out of here. You probably belong in the womens room..."
Tristan said, beginning to walk forward, passed Devlin.
Duke's eyes widened and he stared at Tristan. He stuck his left leg out to the side, blocking Tristan's walkway. Tristan stopped infront of the barrier Duke had formed and he shot an angry glare at Devlin.
"Why are you mad at me."
Duke asked in a deep, serious whisper, though the question sounded more like a statement. Tristan's face softened a little bit.
::Now what?:: Tristan thought. ::Isn't he mad at me!? Am I really mad at him?::
"erm..."
Duke sighed angrily.
"Did I do something wrong? Did I do something to piss you off, Tristan?"
This time Duke's questions sounded like words to simply make Tristan even more angry – if he already was. Tristan looked at the ground looking ashamed. sad. However, you could sense the frustration beneath.
"No..." he mumbled sounding usure about himself.
"Are you sure, Tristan. Because, you know..."
Duke pulled his leg back and stood holding his right elbow with his left hand and put his right hand on his chin as if in deep thought.
"Your attitude has seemed...a bit negative towards me..."
Devlin was being sarcastic. The whole world would be able to tell if they were watching. He was sounding like a psychiatrist or something – trying to "pull Tristan's feelings out" in a exaggerative and annoying way.
"And, you see, you also..."
Tristan's eyes slimmed and he charged toward Duke. Duke saw the look on Tristan's face which appeared roaring with anger. Before Duke's facial reaction could even occur Tristan had shoved Duke's back against the bathroom wall. Tristan planted a strong, deep kiss upon Duke's stunned lips. Duke's eyes showed his surprise. Tristan was holding each of Duke's arm just above the elbow as if holding them back from stopping him if they tried. Tristan cut the kiss when he felt a slight pulling back from Duke. Duke looked up at Tristan, his own eyes looking dark, curious and desiring at the same time.
"What the hell," Duke said, shrugging.
He leaned forward into another kiss with Tristan and placed his hands on Tristan's, moving them to his waist. They began to slide out of place along the wall Duke leaned against and nearly fell into a stall. That's when the kiss was abruptly pulled apart. Duke caught himself by flinging his arms out and grabbing onto the doorway sides of the bathroom stall and Tristan pretty much just lost his balance and fell to the ground. Duke cringed and groaned as he pulled himself up to standing. He looked down at Tristan who was also groaning and cringing in what appeared to be pain. Duke put out his hand toward Tristan.
"Are you alright?" he said, his voice sounding nearly like a laugh.
Tristan shot a playful glare at Duke as he grabbed Duke's hand. Duke pulled Tristan to his feet and placed his hand on Tristan's upper arm, finally letting out a laugh of what could've been releavement of how their actions turned out or just because of how silly they both looked at the incident.
"I'm fine, no thanks to you," Tristan said, shoving Duke in the arm – jokingly of course.
Duke laughed and Tristan couldn't help but join in. Duke's face softened and looked content and sensual as he slid his hand down Tristan's arm to his hand. He fingered Tristan's hand for a moment before taking hold of it in a soft entertwined grasp. Tristan – whose face was also calm and sensual – squeezed Duke's hand softly as a small smile seemed to come upon his face – a happy smile that he wouldn't have been able to hold back.
"What do you think of returning to the stall? Possibly the last one where we wouldn't be heard as much?" Duke said sounding excited yet trying to remain calm.
Tristan laughed and held their folded hands infront of his right sholder – just a random jesture. Duke's hand wasn't at all resistant, but went wherever Tristan's went very willingly.
"I don't think how far down we would be would matter. This is a bathroom – sounds echo." He laughed. "Your offer is tempting, Duke, but I think we should return to the movie. We came here with every intention of being with our friends – not with each other."
Duke laughed. It was true. They both didn't want to see eachother the least bit when they first arrived. The only reason they had come was to see their other friends.
"Well I change my mind," Duke whined.
Tristan looked at Duke with an adoring smile.
"No matter, Duke," he said, his words slowly but with meaning.
"Fine, Tristan," Devlin said, immitating Tristan's slowly said words.
They began to walk towards the door when suddenly the door opened before them. It was Joey. That was when they realized they were holding hands. They quickly snapped their hands back to themselves. Duke "fell" forward against Tristan, trying to distract the attention from the hands that were entertwined.
"Heh. Whoops. Sorry, Tristan," Duke said, scratching the back of his neck.
"What's takin' you guys so long?" Joey said looking at them worriedly. "Is everything okay?"
"Of course! Everythings great! Couldn't be better!" Tristan said, also scratching the back of his own neck.
"Yeah," Duke said in a low voice with a mischievious smile on his face.
Tristan coughed and walked forward past Joey and out of the bathroom. Duke quickly followed leaving Joey with an awestrucken face. He shrugged and turned to follow Tristan and Duke. Duke walked closely behind Tristan, his shoulder nearly touching Tristan's back. Tristan felt the soft brushing of Duke's arm on his back. He forcedly turned his shoulder back, shoving Duke a little ways away from him.
"Keep your space," Tristan whispered. "So, has the movie already started?" Tristan asked Joey.
"Uh, yeah. About ten minutes ago," he said, glancing at the clock by the consession stand.
They stopped talking as they entered the theatre. They took there seats, Tristan sitting beside Serenity, Duke on the other side of Serenity. Serenity held the popcorn and every so often Duke's hand would bump into Tristan's as they went for a handful from the bag. The movie seemed to go by quickly for all but Tristan and Duke.
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What'd you think? Hmmm. Well, please put up a review. I hope to get more reviews with the more chapters I get. Please recommend your favorite couples and who you prefer as the dominant one. Who do you think should be dominant out of Tristan & Duke? Should I have the rest of the gang find out about them? Thanks for all! XD
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Tristan woke up around 12 o'clock the next morning. As he prepared himself for the day he thought about what it would be like seeing Duke again. To be entirely honest he worried about it. He had no idea how Duke would be like. He still didn't even know what to think of the last night. It was all too confusing.
Around 2:00 pm he headed for the cinerama, hands in pockets. He turned the corner of the building to see that most of his friends had already arrived – all except for Mai. He smiled. They were all being crazy as usual. Making jokes and laughing. He spotted Devlin standing with the crowd, also laughing after Joey had said some type of comment which apparently turned out to be funny.
He continued to walk. Duke noticed his approaching. Tristan noticed that when Duke had noticed his appearance he no long laughed but stared almost as if afraid or worried. Maybe Duke had the same feelings as Tristan did. If so, Duke probably thought that things would very slowly go back to normal as Tristan didn't suspect he'd find himself confronting Devlin with a conversation relating to what had happened.
Yuugi noticed Duke's straight face. He turned his head in the direction Duke was looking and spotted Tristan.
"Oh! Hey, Tristan! We all got our tickets already. We're just waiting for you and Mai."
Tristan nodded and went to get his ticket. Once he got his ticket he turned and returned to the group. Once he was with the group someone made yet another joke and they all broke out in laughter – all except for Tristan who had no idea what they were talking about, and Devlin who stood, hands in pockets, looking quite content, however making a small snicker with his mouth closed.
It was 2:20 and the group finally decided to move into the theatre. Devlin hadn't said much ever since Tristan arrived. Tristan didn't say much but seemed to be away in mind, deep in thought.
"What's the matter with you two?"
Joey said coming up behind Duke and giving him a hard slap on the back.
"Deh!"
Duke let out an odd noise and straightened his back – which had ACTUALLY been a little bent over. He cringed and his eyes slid over to Joey.
"So what's up? You're all of the sudden so quiet! And you! Tristan! You're being quiet too!"
Joey looked at Tristan for some type of explanation. Tristan glanced at Duke who was looking back at him. Eye contact. For a split moment there was a connection of the deep outlined green eyes and the dark brown eyes. The moment their eyes met their eyes fled and both of their faces flushed crimson.
"eh?"
Joey looked at Tristan curiously and then to Duke. Yuugi and the rest of the group stood silently, doing the same thing. It was an awkward situation.
"Hey guys! Sorry I'm late..."
Came the voice of another female. Their heads turned to see Mai walking in, holding a ticket between her forefinger and her middle finger while waving. All their heads turned expect for Tristan and Duke's. They both sighed, wiping a drop of sweat from their foreheads. Once more they glanced at each other. Once again their eyes connected. Duke quickly looked away and made a noise like he was to throw up. Tristan just made a disgusted look and decided to greet Mai along with the others.
"Hey Mai." "What's up Mai?" "Hey, how are ya?" "Where've you been!? The movies about to start!"
Their voices clashed.
"Whoa there! Hold back the stampede. I had some chores to do."
Mai laughed.
"Sorry for being late. Well, let's go get a seat!"
She began to walk towards the theatre room.
"Wait! We need to get food!"
Mai stopped walking and turned around to see everyone standing there.
"Joey's right! What's a movie without the food?"
said Yuugi with a laugh, his cheeks turning red, violet eyes sparkling.
They all turned and went towards the concession stand. The workers were showered with several requests.
"I'll be right back."
Devlin mumbled and turned and headed for the bathroom – everyone was in such a bundle with their money and food, they didn't notice Duke's disappearance.
Duke entered a stall and leaned against the corner of the wall. He crossed his arms and stared blankly.
::Gosh. What is going to happen? Things won't just go back to normal. No way they can never. Even if we both tried the memory would pop up randomly and make us both feek awkward. We can't kick Tristan out of the group...especially without an explanation...and I'm certainly not leaving! Ugh...::
They soon migrated into the theatre and sat down in the front row. Several minutes went by before Tristan handed his bag of popcorn to Serenity who was sitting beside him.
"I'll be back in a few moments,"
He said, walking up the walkway and vanishing from the theatre.
Meanwhile...
Duke still stood in the bathroom stall. Despite the small size of the box he managed to pace – one step this way, turn around, one step that way, turn around, do it again. He finally cringed with frusteration and banged a fist against the wall.
"I can't hide here forever. Just –"
He paused, struggling for words or thoughts.
"Whatever happens will happen and I'll just have to go along with it."
He turned the handle on the stall door and just as he did so someone entered the bathroom. He didn't think on it but exit the stall and immediately bumped hard into someone – heads hit, chests hit and legs hit. Both figures stepped back, growling mumbled curses. They both looked up to see...
"Tristan?"
"Duke?"
Tristan and Duke stared at each other.
"erm,"
Duke stood silently, not knowing what to do or say.
"What are you doing in here?"
Tristan growled. Duke met Tristan's eyes with a glare – unafraid to remove his eyes from Tristan's. Tristan was, too, bold enough to keep the eye contact.
"This is the men's bathroom. I happen to have a right to be in here."
Duke said, his eyes becoming yet more slimmed. Tristan finally looked away ranomly and nervously.
"Were you expecting a different answer? Should I ask you what you're doing in here?"
Duke said, crossing his arms, still looking at Tristan who suddenly looked back at him.
"Just get out of here. You probably belong in the womens room..."
Tristan said, beginning to walk forward, passed Devlin.
Duke's eyes widened and he stared at Tristan. He stuck his left leg out to the side, blocking Tristan's walkway. Tristan stopped infront of the barrier Duke had formed and he shot an angry glare at Devlin.
"Why are you mad at me."
Duke asked in a deep, serious whisper, though the question sounded more like a statement. Tristan's face softened a little bit.
::Now what?:: Tristan thought. ::Isn't he mad at me!? Am I really mad at him?::
"erm..."
Duke sighed angrily.
"Did I do something wrong? Did I do something to piss you off, Tristan?"
This time Duke's questions sounded like words to simply make Tristan even more angry – if he already was. Tristan looked at the ground looking ashamed. sad. However, you could sense the frustration beneath.
"No..." he mumbled sounding usure about himself.
"Are you sure, Tristan. Because, you know..."
Duke pulled his leg back and stood holding his right elbow with his left hand and put his right hand on his chin as if in deep thought.
"Your attitude has seemed...a bit negative towards me..."
Devlin was being sarcastic. The whole world would be able to tell if they were watching. He was sounding like a psychiatrist or something – trying to "pull Tristan's feelings out" in a exaggerative and annoying way.
"And, you see, you also..."
Tristan's eyes slimmed and he charged toward Duke. Duke saw the look on Tristan's face which appeared roaring with anger. Before Duke's facial reaction could even occur Tristan had shoved Duke's back against the bathroom wall. Tristan planted a strong, deep kiss upon Duke's stunned lips. Duke's eyes showed his surprise. Tristan was holding each of Duke's arm just above the elbow as if holding them back from stopping him if they tried. Tristan cut the kiss when he felt a slight pulling back from Duke. Duke looked up at Tristan, his own eyes looking dark, curious and desiring at the same time.
"What the hell," Duke said, shrugging.
He leaned forward into another kiss with Tristan and placed his hands on Tristan's, moving them to his waist. They began to slide out of place along the wall Duke leaned against and nearly fell into a stall. That's when the kiss was abruptly pulled apart. Duke caught himself by flinging his arms out and grabbing onto the doorway sides of the bathroom stall and Tristan pretty much just lost his balance and fell to the ground. Duke cringed and groaned as he pulled himself up to standing. He looked down at Tristan who was also groaning and cringing in what appeared to be pain. Duke put out his hand toward Tristan.
"Are you alright?" he said, his voice sounding nearly like a laugh.
Tristan shot a playful glare at Duke as he grabbed Duke's hand. Duke pulled Tristan to his feet and placed his hand on Tristan's upper arm, finally letting out a laugh of what could've been releavement of how their actions turned out or just because of how silly they both looked at the incident.
"I'm fine, no thanks to you," Tristan said, shoving Duke in the arm – jokingly of course.
Duke laughed and Tristan couldn't help but join in. Duke's face softened and looked content and sensual as he slid his hand down Tristan's arm to his hand. He fingered Tristan's hand for a moment before taking hold of it in a soft entertwined grasp. Tristan – whose face was also calm and sensual – squeezed Duke's hand softly as a small smile seemed to come upon his face – a happy smile that he wouldn't have been able to hold back.
"What do you think of returning to the stall? Possibly the last one where we wouldn't be heard as much?" Duke said sounding excited yet trying to remain calm.
Tristan laughed and held their folded hands infront of his right sholder – just a random jesture. Duke's hand wasn't at all resistant, but went wherever Tristan's went very willingly.
"I don't think how far down we would be would matter. This is a bathroom – sounds echo." He laughed. "Your offer is tempting, Duke, but I think we should return to the movie. We came here with every intention of being with our friends – not with each other."
Duke laughed. It was true. They both didn't want to see eachother the least bit when they first arrived. The only reason they had come was to see their other friends.
"Well I change my mind," Duke whined.
Tristan looked at Duke with an adoring smile.
"No matter, Duke," he said, his words slowly but with meaning.
"Fine, Tristan," Devlin said, immitating Tristan's slowly said words.
They began to walk towards the door when suddenly the door opened before them. It was Joey. That was when they realized they were holding hands. They quickly snapped their hands back to themselves. Duke "fell" forward against Tristan, trying to distract the attention from the hands that were entertwined.
"Heh. Whoops. Sorry, Tristan," Duke said, scratching the back of his neck.
"What's takin' you guys so long?" Joey said looking at them worriedly. "Is everything okay?"
"Of course! Everythings great! Couldn't be better!" Tristan said, also scratching the back of his own neck.
"Yeah," Duke said in a low voice with a mischievious smile on his face.
Tristan coughed and walked forward past Joey and out of the bathroom. Duke quickly followed leaving Joey with an awestrucken face. He shrugged and turned to follow Tristan and Duke. Duke walked closely behind Tristan, his shoulder nearly touching Tristan's back. Tristan felt the soft brushing of Duke's arm on his back. He forcedly turned his shoulder back, shoving Duke a little ways away from him.
"Keep your space," Tristan whispered. "So, has the movie already started?" Tristan asked Joey.
"Uh, yeah. About ten minutes ago," he said, glancing at the clock by the consession stand.
They stopped talking as they entered the theatre. They took there seats, Tristan sitting beside Serenity, Duke on the other side of Serenity. Serenity held the popcorn and every so often Duke's hand would bump into Tristan's as they went for a handful from the bag. The movie seemed to go by quickly for all but Tristan and Duke.
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What'd you think? Hmmm. Well, please put up a review. I hope to get more reviews with the more chapters I get. Please recommend your favorite couples and who you prefer as the dominant one. Who do you think should be dominant out of Tristan & Duke? Should I have the rest of the gang find out about them? Thanks for all! XD
