Yuki: hey everyone! As promised, here is chapter 7. Enjoy. Warning, this is
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Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh. Only the story is mine
Chapter 7 Jou arrived at Seto's house two hours later, having enjoyed the time spent with his friends. Seto, who had been sitting by the window, peering out every two seconds, was overjoyed. "Seto, why is Jou here?" Mokuba asked. "He has to stay with us for awhile." Seto said. Mokuba said something else, but Seto shooed him out of the room, commanding him to go to his room until seto called him. Sullenly, mokuba trudged up the stairs. "Seto, you there?" Jou called out from the doorway. Seto turned quickly and walked over to him. "Hey pup." He said, hugging jou. Jou smiled. "Hey Seto. Where do you want me to put my stuff?" he asked, holding up a backpack. "In your room. Follow me." Seto said, walking to the large staircase. Jou followed eagerly.
Seto opened up a door at the end of a hallway. "Here you go." He said, motioning for Jou to step inside. The room was rather large, the walls a pale green. There was a bed at one wall, a closet, and a doorway that led to a bathroom. "Wow! Thankyou, Seto!" Jou exclaimed. "Anything for you. You can put your stuff away and clean up, and I'll meet you downstairs for dinner." Seto said. He walked out the door, closing it behind him. Jou sat his backpack down on a chair, and flung himself onto the bed. It was like a dream. He was staying at Seto's house. Seto loved him. Could it get any better? A sharp pain in his side reminded him of his injuries. He knew he had To go back home someday, but he just wasn't ready. He was there, and he couldn't face him again. Not yet. He also knew he had to tell Seto. He would help me. Jou thought. Seto loved him, so why was he so scared. Would he still love me after I told him? Jou thought. The truth was, he really didn't know Seto all to well. all right, he knew him, but not completely. There were things he knew Seto was hiding as well. Would I still love him after he told me his secrets? Jou thought. This thought scared him, and he tried to banish it from his mind. But it made him wonder. Did he really love seto, or was it just.... What if he doesn't love me? What if this is all some kind of joke or prank he's playing on me? Jou thought. This made him really upset. He didn't want to think about it, and tried to banish the thought from his mind. But it still lingered there, making him think. He really didn't know what to think now. It would be better if we told each other our secrets. He thought. Not until then would he know the truth. But I do love him, at least somewhat, so that's all the matters. "Jou! Dinner!" he heard Seto call. "Coming!" he called down. He stood up, and walked out the door.
Chapter 7 Jou arrived at Seto's house two hours later, having enjoyed the time spent with his friends. Seto, who had been sitting by the window, peering out every two seconds, was overjoyed. "Seto, why is Jou here?" Mokuba asked. "He has to stay with us for awhile." Seto said. Mokuba said something else, but Seto shooed him out of the room, commanding him to go to his room until seto called him. Sullenly, mokuba trudged up the stairs. "Seto, you there?" Jou called out from the doorway. Seto turned quickly and walked over to him. "Hey pup." He said, hugging jou. Jou smiled. "Hey Seto. Where do you want me to put my stuff?" he asked, holding up a backpack. "In your room. Follow me." Seto said, walking to the large staircase. Jou followed eagerly.
Seto opened up a door at the end of a hallway. "Here you go." He said, motioning for Jou to step inside. The room was rather large, the walls a pale green. There was a bed at one wall, a closet, and a doorway that led to a bathroom. "Wow! Thankyou, Seto!" Jou exclaimed. "Anything for you. You can put your stuff away and clean up, and I'll meet you downstairs for dinner." Seto said. He walked out the door, closing it behind him. Jou sat his backpack down on a chair, and flung himself onto the bed. It was like a dream. He was staying at Seto's house. Seto loved him. Could it get any better? A sharp pain in his side reminded him of his injuries. He knew he had To go back home someday, but he just wasn't ready. He was there, and he couldn't face him again. Not yet. He also knew he had to tell Seto. He would help me. Jou thought. Seto loved him, so why was he so scared. Would he still love me after I told him? Jou thought. The truth was, he really didn't know Seto all to well. all right, he knew him, but not completely. There were things he knew Seto was hiding as well. Would I still love him after he told me his secrets? Jou thought. This thought scared him, and he tried to banish it from his mind. But it made him wonder. Did he really love seto, or was it just.... What if he doesn't love me? What if this is all some kind of joke or prank he's playing on me? Jou thought. This made him really upset. He didn't want to think about it, and tried to banish the thought from his mind. But it still lingered there, making him think. He really didn't know what to think now. It would be better if we told each other our secrets. He thought. Not until then would he know the truth. But I do love him, at least somewhat, so that's all the matters. "Jou! Dinner!" he heard Seto call. "Coming!" he called down. He stood up, and walked out the door.