I ran. I had no sence of direction, no idea where to run to but I had to
get away. I slamed into the door of my house and fumbled with the key.
Open you stupid door.
I stumbled through the hallway to my own room. The door slamed behind me as I fell onto the bed. I no longer even tried to keep my tears at bay, I let them come as they wished. I wish they could see me now. Happy Yugi? Tristan? Happy at the thought of some gay person being unhappy? I could feel the tears form paths on my face.
I looked up at the ceiling to see my blink-182 poster. "What the hell you looking at?" I muttered.
I turned over to the table next to my bed. There was a picture taken sometime last year, the last day of school. Seto was glaring at Yami, Yugi, Tristan and I for we had just poured a bucket of water on him. One thing I never noticed before was how much hate they had for him. You could see it in their eyes.
I slammed my fist over the picture causing it to fall to the floor. "Damn you," I whispered into the silence.
I went into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. What kind of idiot was I, to even dare to like someone that all the other people I cared about hated. What was I supposed to do – chose between them?
"I can't," I grabbed onto the sides of the sink trying not to look at my tear-stained face.
I should of known, of all the times we've talked about him, or people being gay. I knew this was going to happen. So what did I do? Nothing, god damn it. I had to just prance around not even thinking about what they would think.
"I Hate you!" I screamed at my reflection. I pushed away from the sink and stepped back uncertainly.
I tripped over the edge of the bath tub and fell into it, ripping the shower curtain with me. I caught my breath sharply then suddenly and completely randomly I started laughing. Here I was sitting in the bath tangled up in the shower curtain. It was funny so I couldn't stop laughing – until I thought why I was sitting here in the first. And it wasn't funny.
I got up and seperated myself from the shower curtain. I looked into the mirror and tried to wipe away all the traces of the tears. But it didn't really matter for nothing could wipe away the pain.
I grabbed a sweatshirt from my closet and went outside. It was raining lightly and it was getting cold. I shivered and started walking. It wasn't long before I found myself in front of Yugi's grandfather's store. The store was closed but I entered inside anyway.
I walked down to the lounge and looked in to see everyone just sitting around. Yugi and Tristan were playing video games; Yami was busy eating a packet of chips and Tèa was trying to help Yugi win though all in all it was only helping him lose.
They were like a group of perfect friends. They weren't fighting, they were just laughing like friends should. They weren't worrying about a problem or trying to sort out an agreement. They looked like the sort of friends that the most they'd fight about is which movie to watch.
That's where I didn't fit in. I was the big problem, the interuption to their perfect life. And my so called problem wasn't something that could just go away. I blinked away the water that came to my eyes and turned to leave. I couldn't deal with this, let alone could they.
"Joey?" It wasn't a question more of an accusation really. I turned to see them all staring at me.
At first neither of us said anything, we were just staring at each other. Except for Tristan who was looking at his hands, please no.
"Want a chip?" Yami broke the silence finally, holding the bag of chips torwards me. Yugi moved over on the couch so there was room for me to sit down.
I smiled weakly, grabbed a chip and sat down. This was their way of calling a truce, of saying they were sorry. Not the acceptance I would of preferred but it would do... for now.
* * * * * * *
I went over to Seto's later that night. I needed to talk to him, to someone, to anyone who'd listen.
I let myself in and found Mokuba in the kitchen, eating a box of Oreos along with other foods with high sugar content.
"Where's Seto?"
"Back so soon?" He smiled, evily. But I wasn't in the mood.
"Just tell me where Seto is, Mokuba." He must of dectected the urgancy in my voice for he answered right away.
"He's in his room. Down the hall, third door to the left."
I didn't even bother to thank him. I just started walking down the hall. I opened the door an inch.
"Seto?" I whispered into the darkness.
It takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the lack of light. I blink a few times then walk into the room, looking for Seto. I walk into the couch and there's Seto, sleeping soundly. He must of fallen asleep while watching TV or something. I see the laptop on the floor – then again maybe he got tired of working, about time too.
I sit down and relax. I'm leaning against Seto, I close my eyes. I feel him awaken, he wraps his hands around me and pulls me closer.
"Joey," He mutters, still not fully awake.
He starts to go back to sleep. But then he sits up suddenly, hitting me in the process. I groan, I was just getting comfortable. He switches on the lamp on the table. I wince in the bright light. He embraces me carefully, as if afraid I might break.
"You talked to your friends?" It wasn't a question, it was a statement.
I leaned back onto him and shut my eyes. I was tired – I wanted to sleep.
"Joey, please. Talk to me." Do I have to?
"Tired..." He playfully messes up my hair, sighing.
"If I let you spend the night, will you tell me in the morning?"
I open my eyes and grin up at him. I suddenly don't feel as tired as I did a second ago. Seto laughs and gets up off the couch.
"Get your head out of the gutter, Joey." I frown.
"You were thinking it to," I could tell he's trying not to laugh even though he's not facing me. He wacks me over the head with a pillow.
"Come on, we're both tired. Let's go to bed."
Yawning, I get up and follow him. Stripping down to my boxers I climb into bed.
"You okay?" I stop in mid-nodd.
"No."
He runs his hand roughly through my hair, and kisses me lightly. He reaches over and turns off the light. I snuggle up close to him, my head resting on his chest.
"We'll talk in the morning,"
"M'kay," I murmur before drifting off to sleep.
* * * * * * *
I felt a bright light shine over me. I open my eyes groggily to see the sun shining in through the windows. I roll over to see if Seto's awake – and he was out cold. I kissed him, causing him to wake up.
"Never knew you were the type to sleep in," He smiled.
"I'm not." But then he yawned causing his argument to be completely useless.
"Yeah, right." Seto threw a pillow at me, but I just grinned.
"And who would of thought that Seto would love hitting people with pillows." I teased.
He scowled and grabbed me in a head lock. I didn't even bother to resist, I just smiled innocently up at him. He really was such a softie. His lips found mine, and what started to just be a gentle kiss turned to be a full make-out session. What a nice way to wake up...
But then we were interupted by a knock on the door.
Mokuba entered the room, holding a phone in his hand. Seto sighed and reached out for the phone.
"Who is it this time?" He asked as if he always received phone calls this early in the morning. In fact he proabably did – poor guy.
"It's not for you, it's for Joey." Mokuba puts the phone in my hand. I stare at Seto wonderingly, and slowly put the phone up to my ear.
"Hello, Joey?" It was Yugi. How did he get this number, let alone that I was here... oh wait, they know about me and Seto. He doesn't even wait for me to answer.
"The guys are coming over later to watch the dueling matches on TV, you coming?"
Oh yeah, every year we all watch them, though I think last year I urm we, spent more time eating than watching really. But it was always a way for us to hang out so we didn't care, the only thing is that this year is different. This year there's Seto.
"Yeah Yug' I wouldn't," I swallowed. "Miss it for the world."
"That's great! Well, I'll see you later then," I could practically hear Yugi beeming with joy.
"Wait," There was a silence.
"Can Seto come?" There, I said it.
"What?" Yugi fumbled but quickly recovered. "Of course he can come, I mean if he wants to..."
I let go of my breath, not realizing that I had been holding it.
"Thanks, bye Yugi."
I turned off the phone and turned to Seto who looks as confused as hell. You know, he looks cute when he's confused. I lean over to kiss him but we're interupted yet again...
"Um, can I have the phone back?" Mokuba was still in the room.
What must he think, me and Seto only in our boxers; and me having spent the night and.... yeah. I blush scarlet and toss him the phone. He just laughs and walks out of the room, making sure he shuts the door.
"What was that about?"
"Oh, we're going to Yugi's later." I steal a kiss from him.
He nodds, falling back onto the bed. He closes his eyes, succeeding in looking very tired.
"Wait, what do you mean we?"
I stumbled through the hallway to my own room. The door slamed behind me as I fell onto the bed. I no longer even tried to keep my tears at bay, I let them come as they wished. I wish they could see me now. Happy Yugi? Tristan? Happy at the thought of some gay person being unhappy? I could feel the tears form paths on my face.
I looked up at the ceiling to see my blink-182 poster. "What the hell you looking at?" I muttered.
I turned over to the table next to my bed. There was a picture taken sometime last year, the last day of school. Seto was glaring at Yami, Yugi, Tristan and I for we had just poured a bucket of water on him. One thing I never noticed before was how much hate they had for him. You could see it in their eyes.
I slammed my fist over the picture causing it to fall to the floor. "Damn you," I whispered into the silence.
I went into the bathroom and stared into the mirror. What kind of idiot was I, to even dare to like someone that all the other people I cared about hated. What was I supposed to do – chose between them?
"I can't," I grabbed onto the sides of the sink trying not to look at my tear-stained face.
I should of known, of all the times we've talked about him, or people being gay. I knew this was going to happen. So what did I do? Nothing, god damn it. I had to just prance around not even thinking about what they would think.
"I Hate you!" I screamed at my reflection. I pushed away from the sink and stepped back uncertainly.
I tripped over the edge of the bath tub and fell into it, ripping the shower curtain with me. I caught my breath sharply then suddenly and completely randomly I started laughing. Here I was sitting in the bath tangled up in the shower curtain. It was funny so I couldn't stop laughing – until I thought why I was sitting here in the first. And it wasn't funny.
I got up and seperated myself from the shower curtain. I looked into the mirror and tried to wipe away all the traces of the tears. But it didn't really matter for nothing could wipe away the pain.
I grabbed a sweatshirt from my closet and went outside. It was raining lightly and it was getting cold. I shivered and started walking. It wasn't long before I found myself in front of Yugi's grandfather's store. The store was closed but I entered inside anyway.
I walked down to the lounge and looked in to see everyone just sitting around. Yugi and Tristan were playing video games; Yami was busy eating a packet of chips and Tèa was trying to help Yugi win though all in all it was only helping him lose.
They were like a group of perfect friends. They weren't fighting, they were just laughing like friends should. They weren't worrying about a problem or trying to sort out an agreement. They looked like the sort of friends that the most they'd fight about is which movie to watch.
That's where I didn't fit in. I was the big problem, the interuption to their perfect life. And my so called problem wasn't something that could just go away. I blinked away the water that came to my eyes and turned to leave. I couldn't deal with this, let alone could they.
"Joey?" It wasn't a question more of an accusation really. I turned to see them all staring at me.
At first neither of us said anything, we were just staring at each other. Except for Tristan who was looking at his hands, please no.
"Want a chip?" Yami broke the silence finally, holding the bag of chips torwards me. Yugi moved over on the couch so there was room for me to sit down.
I smiled weakly, grabbed a chip and sat down. This was their way of calling a truce, of saying they were sorry. Not the acceptance I would of preferred but it would do... for now.
* * * * * * *
I went over to Seto's later that night. I needed to talk to him, to someone, to anyone who'd listen.
I let myself in and found Mokuba in the kitchen, eating a box of Oreos along with other foods with high sugar content.
"Where's Seto?"
"Back so soon?" He smiled, evily. But I wasn't in the mood.
"Just tell me where Seto is, Mokuba." He must of dectected the urgancy in my voice for he answered right away.
"He's in his room. Down the hall, third door to the left."
I didn't even bother to thank him. I just started walking down the hall. I opened the door an inch.
"Seto?" I whispered into the darkness.
It takes a few seconds for my eyes to adjust to the lack of light. I blink a few times then walk into the room, looking for Seto. I walk into the couch and there's Seto, sleeping soundly. He must of fallen asleep while watching TV or something. I see the laptop on the floor – then again maybe he got tired of working, about time too.
I sit down and relax. I'm leaning against Seto, I close my eyes. I feel him awaken, he wraps his hands around me and pulls me closer.
"Joey," He mutters, still not fully awake.
He starts to go back to sleep. But then he sits up suddenly, hitting me in the process. I groan, I was just getting comfortable. He switches on the lamp on the table. I wince in the bright light. He embraces me carefully, as if afraid I might break.
"You talked to your friends?" It wasn't a question, it was a statement.
I leaned back onto him and shut my eyes. I was tired – I wanted to sleep.
"Joey, please. Talk to me." Do I have to?
"Tired..." He playfully messes up my hair, sighing.
"If I let you spend the night, will you tell me in the morning?"
I open my eyes and grin up at him. I suddenly don't feel as tired as I did a second ago. Seto laughs and gets up off the couch.
"Get your head out of the gutter, Joey." I frown.
"You were thinking it to," I could tell he's trying not to laugh even though he's not facing me. He wacks me over the head with a pillow.
"Come on, we're both tired. Let's go to bed."
Yawning, I get up and follow him. Stripping down to my boxers I climb into bed.
"You okay?" I stop in mid-nodd.
"No."
He runs his hand roughly through my hair, and kisses me lightly. He reaches over and turns off the light. I snuggle up close to him, my head resting on his chest.
"We'll talk in the morning,"
"M'kay," I murmur before drifting off to sleep.
* * * * * * *
I felt a bright light shine over me. I open my eyes groggily to see the sun shining in through the windows. I roll over to see if Seto's awake – and he was out cold. I kissed him, causing him to wake up.
"Never knew you were the type to sleep in," He smiled.
"I'm not." But then he yawned causing his argument to be completely useless.
"Yeah, right." Seto threw a pillow at me, but I just grinned.
"And who would of thought that Seto would love hitting people with pillows." I teased.
He scowled and grabbed me in a head lock. I didn't even bother to resist, I just smiled innocently up at him. He really was such a softie. His lips found mine, and what started to just be a gentle kiss turned to be a full make-out session. What a nice way to wake up...
But then we were interupted by a knock on the door.
Mokuba entered the room, holding a phone in his hand. Seto sighed and reached out for the phone.
"Who is it this time?" He asked as if he always received phone calls this early in the morning. In fact he proabably did – poor guy.
"It's not for you, it's for Joey." Mokuba puts the phone in my hand. I stare at Seto wonderingly, and slowly put the phone up to my ear.
"Hello, Joey?" It was Yugi. How did he get this number, let alone that I was here... oh wait, they know about me and Seto. He doesn't even wait for me to answer.
"The guys are coming over later to watch the dueling matches on TV, you coming?"
Oh yeah, every year we all watch them, though I think last year I urm we, spent more time eating than watching really. But it was always a way for us to hang out so we didn't care, the only thing is that this year is different. This year there's Seto.
"Yeah Yug' I wouldn't," I swallowed. "Miss it for the world."
"That's great! Well, I'll see you later then," I could practically hear Yugi beeming with joy.
"Wait," There was a silence.
"Can Seto come?" There, I said it.
"What?" Yugi fumbled but quickly recovered. "Of course he can come, I mean if he wants to..."
I let go of my breath, not realizing that I had been holding it.
"Thanks, bye Yugi."
I turned off the phone and turned to Seto who looks as confused as hell. You know, he looks cute when he's confused. I lean over to kiss him but we're interupted yet again...
"Um, can I have the phone back?" Mokuba was still in the room.
What must he think, me and Seto only in our boxers; and me having spent the night and.... yeah. I blush scarlet and toss him the phone. He just laughs and walks out of the room, making sure he shuts the door.
"What was that about?"
"Oh, we're going to Yugi's later." I steal a kiss from him.
He nodds, falling back onto the bed. He closes his eyes, succeeding in looking very tired.
"Wait, what do you mean we?"