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"You're great friends, aren't you?" I accused them, not even bothering to hide my disgust with them. I was ready to yell at them, rant about how mean they've been. Not even trying to understand what Joey's going through.
But before I could even continue my little speech I was interupted.
"Chill, Seto." Yami said cooly, trying to sooth my anger. Chill? Chill? My boyfriend was crying because of them and they're telling me to chill?
"Do you know what you just did?" Don't they understand how important their approval is to Joey?
We're in the kitchen, crowded around the kitchen counter. Yugi and Tristan look really confused, like they really have no clue what the hell is going on. Tèa I think actuallly realizes what happened for she looks pretty upset. Yami... is unreadable. But I can tell he's going to be doing a lot of talking. He always seems to have that cool, controled sence around him, as if he's the one in charge.
"We know we haven't been acting right," He pauses clearly trying to give me some time to absorb this, but I don't need any time.
"Tell me something I don't know." I snap back angerly. If they really knew, then why were they acting like that.
"Seto," Wow, I think that's actually the first time Yami's ever used my first name. Actually I'm surprised he even knows it.
"If you want to talk you're going to control your anger." Who are you now Yami - my anger managment instructor? But I clench my mouth shut to keep myself from saying anything.
"Think you can do that?" I glare at him, where does he get off with being so.... so like my old pre-school teacher. I almost smile at that.
"Hn," I grunt but Yami takes that for a yes.
He begins to talk.
And talk.
And talk...
"But you have to give us a chance to get used to it. It isn't easy for us either." I'm about to interject that they don't have anything to get used to. It's not their right to get used to Joey and I being together, that we don't need their approval.
But I never get a chance for little 'ole Yugi pipes up.
"But why didn't he tell us? Was he planning on keeping it a secret forever?" It seems that they all have the same question for the all looked to me for the answer.
"No..." I say remebering all the things he had said to me about his friends.
"He was scared about how you'd react. If you didn't accept him... He didn't want to lose you as friends." I say carefully.
"Didn't he know that we'd he his friends no matter what?" Yup, that's exactly what I'd expect to hear from Tèa.
"But it's not the..." Tristan pauses for a second, stuttering a little. He squrims around a bit, doing a weird sort of interprative dance.
"The gay thing, it's you!" Be blunt, would you?
The others are glaring at him, wondering why did he have to open his big mouth. But the looks on their faces and... everything else – it clicks. It makes sence. I mean, I wasn't exactly their best friends now was I?
"It's not that we hate you..." Yami starts. Nice Yami... yeah, what a way to sound sincere.
"It's just that you used to be Joey's enemy, you used to hate each other. And now...." He trails off.
"Well we're still at each other's necks – just not in the same way anymore." I smile slightly, proud of my comeback. They all groan and shake their heads.
Hey, I never said I had a GOOD sense of humor. But then again I doubt they even thought I had a sence of humor...
"You really care about him, don't you?" Tèa asks. I gape at her, my eyes widening.
"God damn it, I love him!" I yell at them just a little to loudly. Did some birds fly out of that tree? Then...
The silence is deafening.
I look down at the kitchen counter. There's a piece of paper advertising a new Turkish restaurant. I absentmindedly shred the edges into confetti. I can actually feel a blush creeping onto my face.
"Yes Tèa, I really care about him." I whisper.
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I'm sitting in Seto's room, waiting for him to come back. Mokuba doesn't say anything because ever since Seto and I have gotten together their house is practically like my second home.
I'm staring out the window, the leaves falling off the trees swirling in the wind. I sigh, sinking even deeper into the chair. It's kind of stupid you know, the way I keep running away. I should just-
I hear the door creak open. I turn to see Seto walk into the room. I look at him questioning, begging him to tell me what happened. But no answer comes from him.
Instead he tackles me, pulling me onto the couch. He playfully ruffles my hair. I frown at him.
"Ack, Seto! YOU'RE MESSING UP MY HAIR!" I try to get out of his reach but Seto's holding me against my will and uhh scratch that. He's holdng me but definitly not against my will.
"Messing it up? I thought it looked fine..." He tilts his head, staring at me innocently. I really gotta ask him how he pulls that off. I thought the only person who could do that was Yugi...
I glare at him, trying to fix my hair but it just frizzes back up so it looks like one big giant affro. Yup, not really my kinda look. But Seto just laughs, and kisses me on the neck.
"I think the new hair style suits you." He whispers. I glare at him... oh I'm gonna have to get him for that... I think I'll dye his hair green since that seems to be the style these days. Or I guess I could always swap his hair gel with glue...now that's tempting.
"And don't you dare go near my hair gel," My mouth drops open. Now that's just freaky. He smirks at my confused look.
"Silly puppy." And with that he kisses me.
I hear a click and then I see a flash of light.
There's Mokuba, laughing holding a camera. Seto's eyes narrow.
"Give me the camera." Mokuba backs away slowly, then runs down the hall closly followed by Seto.
Now it's my turn to laugh. I get up and walk down the hall to see them fighting for the camera.
"Give me the camera or I'll ground you till you're twenty." Mokuba's eyes widen in horror. He squeaks and gives Seto the camera, however reluctant. After Mokuba runs off in the other direction for some weird reason – Seto would never ground Mokuba, at least not THAT long.
Seto sighs and looks at the camera – then he runs after Mokuba. I watch him run off confused, I pick up the camera. Smart, Mokuba. Give him the camera but take the film. Pure genius.
I listen to them yelling and laugh. It's been a while since I've laughed, since I've had this much fun hasn't it? You know maybe I should stop running and just talk to my friends – I've been missing them a lot.
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"You're great friends, aren't you?" I accused them, not even bothering to hide my disgust with them. I was ready to yell at them, rant about how mean they've been. Not even trying to understand what Joey's going through.
But before I could even continue my little speech I was interupted.
"Chill, Seto." Yami said cooly, trying to sooth my anger. Chill? Chill? My boyfriend was crying because of them and they're telling me to chill?
"Do you know what you just did?" Don't they understand how important their approval is to Joey?
We're in the kitchen, crowded around the kitchen counter. Yugi and Tristan look really confused, like they really have no clue what the hell is going on. Tèa I think actuallly realizes what happened for she looks pretty upset. Yami... is unreadable. But I can tell he's going to be doing a lot of talking. He always seems to have that cool, controled sence around him, as if he's the one in charge.
"We know we haven't been acting right," He pauses clearly trying to give me some time to absorb this, but I don't need any time.
"Tell me something I don't know." I snap back angerly. If they really knew, then why were they acting like that.
"Seto," Wow, I think that's actually the first time Yami's ever used my first name. Actually I'm surprised he even knows it.
"If you want to talk you're going to control your anger." Who are you now Yami - my anger managment instructor? But I clench my mouth shut to keep myself from saying anything.
"Think you can do that?" I glare at him, where does he get off with being so.... so like my old pre-school teacher. I almost smile at that.
"Hn," I grunt but Yami takes that for a yes.
He begins to talk.
And talk.
And talk...
"But you have to give us a chance to get used to it. It isn't easy for us either." I'm about to interject that they don't have anything to get used to. It's not their right to get used to Joey and I being together, that we don't need their approval.
But I never get a chance for little 'ole Yugi pipes up.
"But why didn't he tell us? Was he planning on keeping it a secret forever?" It seems that they all have the same question for the all looked to me for the answer.
"No..." I say remebering all the things he had said to me about his friends.
"He was scared about how you'd react. If you didn't accept him... He didn't want to lose you as friends." I say carefully.
"Didn't he know that we'd he his friends no matter what?" Yup, that's exactly what I'd expect to hear from Tèa.
"But it's not the..." Tristan pauses for a second, stuttering a little. He squrims around a bit, doing a weird sort of interprative dance.
"The gay thing, it's you!" Be blunt, would you?
The others are glaring at him, wondering why did he have to open his big mouth. But the looks on their faces and... everything else – it clicks. It makes sence. I mean, I wasn't exactly their best friends now was I?
"It's not that we hate you..." Yami starts. Nice Yami... yeah, what a way to sound sincere.
"It's just that you used to be Joey's enemy, you used to hate each other. And now...." He trails off.
"Well we're still at each other's necks – just not in the same way anymore." I smile slightly, proud of my comeback. They all groan and shake their heads.
Hey, I never said I had a GOOD sense of humor. But then again I doubt they even thought I had a sence of humor...
"You really care about him, don't you?" Tèa asks. I gape at her, my eyes widening.
"God damn it, I love him!" I yell at them just a little to loudly. Did some birds fly out of that tree? Then...
The silence is deafening.
I look down at the kitchen counter. There's a piece of paper advertising a new Turkish restaurant. I absentmindedly shred the edges into confetti. I can actually feel a blush creeping onto my face.
"Yes Tèa, I really care about him." I whisper.
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I'm sitting in Seto's room, waiting for him to come back. Mokuba doesn't say anything because ever since Seto and I have gotten together their house is practically like my second home.
I'm staring out the window, the leaves falling off the trees swirling in the wind. I sigh, sinking even deeper into the chair. It's kind of stupid you know, the way I keep running away. I should just-
I hear the door creak open. I turn to see Seto walk into the room. I look at him questioning, begging him to tell me what happened. But no answer comes from him.
Instead he tackles me, pulling me onto the couch. He playfully ruffles my hair. I frown at him.
"Ack, Seto! YOU'RE MESSING UP MY HAIR!" I try to get out of his reach but Seto's holding me against my will and uhh scratch that. He's holdng me but definitly not against my will.
"Messing it up? I thought it looked fine..." He tilts his head, staring at me innocently. I really gotta ask him how he pulls that off. I thought the only person who could do that was Yugi...
I glare at him, trying to fix my hair but it just frizzes back up so it looks like one big giant affro. Yup, not really my kinda look. But Seto just laughs, and kisses me on the neck.
"I think the new hair style suits you." He whispers. I glare at him... oh I'm gonna have to get him for that... I think I'll dye his hair green since that seems to be the style these days. Or I guess I could always swap his hair gel with glue...now that's tempting.
"And don't you dare go near my hair gel," My mouth drops open. Now that's just freaky. He smirks at my confused look.
"Silly puppy." And with that he kisses me.
I hear a click and then I see a flash of light.
There's Mokuba, laughing holding a camera. Seto's eyes narrow.
"Give me the camera." Mokuba backs away slowly, then runs down the hall closly followed by Seto.
Now it's my turn to laugh. I get up and walk down the hall to see them fighting for the camera.
"Give me the camera or I'll ground you till you're twenty." Mokuba's eyes widen in horror. He squeaks and gives Seto the camera, however reluctant. After Mokuba runs off in the other direction for some weird reason – Seto would never ground Mokuba, at least not THAT long.
Seto sighs and looks at the camera – then he runs after Mokuba. I watch him run off confused, I pick up the camera. Smart, Mokuba. Give him the camera but take the film. Pure genius.
I listen to them yelling and laugh. It's been a while since I've laughed, since I've had this much fun hasn't it? You know maybe I should stop running and just talk to my friends – I've been missing them a lot.