Warning: I'm sure you guyz will be happy about this...NO WARNING FOR THIS CHAPPIE 'CAUSE I CAN'T THINK UP ONE!*blink* So go to the previous chappies for the rest of the warning, thank you!*bow*
Disclaimer: You guyz think I own them? No! Not at all! With my bad writing skill, I'm sure nobody will understand what I am writing about...*sigh*
Anywayz, that's it....just want to say thanks to my unfortunate beta-reader, Loon, who has to take her precious time to read my boring fic. To my poor co-writer, Infinity, who has to correct my grammar errors, edit/create paragraph or sentences and think ideas for me. Plus Ozark! She helps me correct my errors too! And to those who review the ficcie, I appreciate your words of encouragement!
Yes! I know, I'm very very depressive.....*sigh*
"..........." Speaking
'..........' Thinking
Flashback
:: Crossing Over ::
+ Chapter Four +
Jou opened his eyes slowly, looking around. He was in the bedroom of his apartment, and could see out the open door into the living room. The furniture he had was a little worn, since he had bought it already used, but he'd tried to make the rooms as comfortable as possible. A few pieces of unopened mail and papers were scattered on the table, and he had his coat on the back of a chair, but he managed to keep the rooms mostly clean.
"Hi, Jou! Feeling much better?" A new cheerful and soft voice broke the peaceful moment.
"Ba...Bakura? What are you doing here??" Asked Jou, his eyes becoming wide. How he knew Jou was sick was still a mystery until...
"Well, your friend Mr.Yami called me after I came home from work. He came to pick me up, telling me you are sick and all. I wonder how he got my phone number....?" The long-haired teen asked curiously.
"Where....is he?" He rubbed his eyes, still feeling asleep.
"I don't know, he left this morning, murmuring that he had a lot of works to catch up, he's really in a hurry." Bakura said, "Oh! And I prepared some Chinese medicine for you!" He smiled, handing Jou a bowl of weird thing. "The doctors said it's very good for those who have the fever!"
Jou looked at the black liquor, smelling it. Not only it looked weird, but it smelled bizarre too. "I....think I feel much better now, 'Kura! So you can keep this....thing for yourself." He smiled nervously, hoping that the white-haired teen would buy it. Sadly, his friend wasn't in the mood for throwing things away, especially not something that would be good for his little Jou.
"It took me a lot of time to find and buy it, Jou! And not to mention that it wasted all my morning just preparing this medicine! So drink it, please!" Bakura looked at him with his famous puppy eyes.
"Yes, mama Bakura...." He sighed; his friend always did that to get whatever he wanted. Now how would he drink this....medicine like Bakura liked to call it without vomiting? He wished that Bakura could just go away and do stuff while he could go to the washroom and pour this....weird liquor into the toilet bowl, he was sure that his beloved toilet bowl wouldn't mind too much of drinking it....
"Hey, Jou. You don't really think I'm going to let you alone with the medicine, right? I know what you are thinking...." Bakura's words broke the blond's perfect plan, or so he thought.
"How did you know....?"
Bakura smiled, "It's all written in your face, Jou." He paused, "Besides, I want to know why you never introduced Mr.Yami to me before?" He asked, looking at him with a hit of hurt.
"Bakura.....I'm sorry. I was just...afraid that you might not..."
"Not like him? That's not possible, Jou! He's very nice guy, and he stood up for you all night long. He knew that I was very tired so he volunteered himself for taking care of you. If I knew that he had works to do, I wouldn't accept his offer." Bakura blamed himself.
"He...took care of me all night long? What is he thinking, anyway??! Doesn't he know he has a company to run?"
"Jou! How could you say that? You should thank him for helping you getting better!"
"Sorry, 'Kura..." He drunk up a bit of the medicine, it tasted disgusting! He really wanted to throw away this thing, but with Bakura in the same room as him, that would be impossible. "So, you like him?" He would like to know what did his mama think of Yami, secondly, it would keep him thinking of other things than the taste of that medicine.
"Of course I do, he's not that cold once you know him well." Jou nodded with agreement, being happy that Yami wasn't rejected by the white-haired teen.
"Yup! He isn't that bad, just sometimes have no patience at all." Bakura sighed.
"Jou! Why do you always have to find others errors?! Nobody is perfect, you know that?" Jou grinned sheepishly, taking another drink of his medicine, made by the love of his nice friend. Maybe a little bit too nice?
"Sorry, can't help it."
"Anyways, I think he's great as a friend..." Jou nodded.
"Yup!"
"And nice..."
"Sure is!"
"And responsible...."
"Of course!"
"He'll be cool as a lover too."
"That's ri---WHAT???!" Jou looked at his friend incredulously, did he just hear what Bakura just said?
"What's the matter, Jou? Did I say something wrong?" His friend looked at him with his innocent look on his angelic face.
"What did you just say?" He asked cautiously.
"I said he'll be cool as lover! Don't you think so, Jou?" Bakura looked at him excitedly.
"But 'Kura, he's a guy, what were you thinking?!" The blond answered it, eyes big as the plates.
"Jou! Love has no limit! Just because he's a guy doesn't mean you can't love him! Besides, I have a feeling that he likes you, even though he hides it very well." Bakura smiled at him like what they were talking about was some daily topic.
"Stop talking about nonsense. Bakura! He doesn't like me, and I don't like him either." He said stubbornly.
"There are so many things you can't just judge by the appearance, Jou. One day, you may fall in love with someone you don't even expect."
"Wow, such philosopher you are, Bakura." Jou rolled his eyes, sometimes his friend just popped up things really strange.
"Fine! Don't believe me, then! I'm going to prepare lunch." Long-haired teen looked at what was in the blond's hands, "And don't forget to finish it, ok?" He added.
"Yes, I will." Jou observed what was left in the bowl, not even half of the liquor was drunk. "Now how am I going to finish it..." He mumbled.
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In one of the most magnificent buildings of Tokyo City, a young CEO was working on his laptop. Tap, tap, tap, a special melody was heard from his office. Click click click, the little mouse was complaining about his master's torture. But Yami ignored them; he just wanted to finish his work as soon as possible. The tri-color haired teen didn't care if the mouse was dying from his torment nor about the little melody that he would call it din. He felt bored, and wished he could go outside and have fun with a certain blond one. Once Yami couldn't take it anymore, he called his friend.
"Hello, Jou's speaking." A familiar voice came from another line.
"Hi Jou! It's me, Yami. I want to know if you have time tonight." That was Yami, always went directly to the point.
"Tonight? Sure! When should we meet?" Came Jou's reply.
"I'll go pick you up at 7:00, is that OK with you? We can have a dinner together, then go watch some movies, and after that we can go to that club you always want to go. What do you say?" Asked Yami, telling him his entire plan for tonight.
"Sounds good to me! It's been a long time we didn't go out together!" The red-eyed teen chuckled, he could already see his friend jumping up and down like a child.
"Yes, I know. See you later, Jou!" He hung up the phone.
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A/N: Alright guys, another part from your beloved Infinity, so enjoy it while you can
Jou looked out the window, glancing at his watch. Yami had told him to dress nicely, and that he'd come at 7. He'd been surprised to hear where they were going; it was nicer than he usually went to. Yami liked the best, though. A black Porsche pulled up in the street, and honked. That was Yami, so Jou hurried down to meet him.
"You ready?" Yami asked.
"Definitely." Jou got in.
"You are hungry, right? After all, you were just sick...."
"Of course!"
"Some things never change...." Yami laughed.
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The two sat down at a small table near the window, and made their orders. The waiter didn't take long to bring their food out, and brought a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"A 1967 white wine, compliments of table 13." The waiter told them.
"Wow..." Jou looked at the label. That looked expensive....
"That's very kind. Which is table 13?" Yami asked.
"To your left." The man pointed out a table with a few grinning girls at it, most of which blushed as Yami smiled at them.
The waiter left, and Yami poured them both a glass of wine as they started to eat. It wasn't long before the girls had gotten up to come over to their table.
"Mr. Motou!" One girl took put her arm around his shoulders, as if she knew him. "What a surprise to see you here!"
"Is it?" Yami looked at her with a charming smile.
"Oh, yes!" Another one agreed, who was standing next to them. "We eat here very often, but we've never seen you here."
"So we just HAD to come over and say hello!" The third giggled.
Jou stared at them, sweatdropping a little. Those girls were too close to Yami..... and he looked like he didn't even mind....
"Oh, how silly of me!" The one with her arm around Yami moved closer to him, almost sitting in his lap. "My name is Maria!"
"I'm Amanda." The next said brightly.
"And I'm Jessica." The last grinned.
Yami was still smiling, deftly crossing his legs to put some unnoticeable distance between himself and the girl. "It's very nice to meet you."
"I'm Jounouchi Katsuya." Jou interrupted, hoping to get the girls' attention away from his friend.
The girls actively ignored him. "So, what are you doing tonight?" Maria asked, not about to give up.
"Just getting a good meal. And enjoying some excellent wine with it." He smiled at them, and the Maria giggled, all three of them blushing.
Jou sweatdropped again, even more uncomfortable. Yami was practically flirting with them.... .
Yami put a hand on Maria's, which was resting on his shoulder. "But if you'll excuse me, I am very busy tonight...."
"Ohh, we understand." Jessica agreed quickly.
"It was nice to meet you, Mr. Motou!" Amanda waved as they left.
Maria was giggling and blushing, but looked proud of her. "He likes me!"
Jou stared at Yami. "What was that?"
"What was what?" Yami looked surprised at Jou's expression. "I was just talking to them."
"Yeah, but...."
"They did buy us the wine; It was the least I could do." Yami said matter-of-factly.
"If you say so...." Jou blinked.
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The two sat down, and the theater's lights started going dark. They were quiet throughout the previews, but Jou let out a small yelp as the movie started. "We're watching _this_?!"
"Yes. Is there a problem with that?"
"But.... but it's a chick flick! It's all mushy and stuff...." Jou complained.
"What's the matter Jou, do you cry during movies like this? Is that why you don't want to watch?" Yami teased.
"NO!"
"What a way to talk to a gentleman!" A voice piped up from the seats behind them.
"Euh?!" Jou jumped, and turned to look behind him.
The girl, Amanda, leaned forward. "You shouldn't yell at Mr. Motou like that!"
"What are you his boyfriend?" Jessica asked, sounding disgusted.
"His boyfriend?!" Maria echoed. "Impossible! His hair is a mess!"
Jessica wrinkled her nose. "Look at his clothes! They're so.... ugly....."
"Hey!" Jou growled, ready to leap over the seats after them.
"Jou, ladies, please...." Yami put a restraining hand on Jou's shoulder.
"It's quite a pleasant coincidence to see you again tonight, but I'd appreciate it if you kept your opinions of Mr. Jounouchi to yourself." He said, trying to sound diplomatic. "I'm sure that you're enjoying your evening, and all I ask is for the same."
Amanda let out a small huff. "Well...."
Just then, an usher came down to the group of seats they were in. "Sir, I must ask you and your friends to leave while the movie is playing. We are silent during movies in this theater." He said quietly.
Yami's eyes flashed with annoyance, but he nodded his head stiffly. "Very well." He wasn't going to let himself be embarrassed more. "Jou, ladies." He stood up with Jou, and the girls followed them out with much whispering.
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The two walked into the club. It was a little smoky, and the lights were painfully bright in some places, while others were nearly dark. "So, now what?" Jou asked.
Yami shrugged, looking around the room. "The dance floor, maybe?" He asked, hearing a song that he knew came on. It was fast, and good for when you had lots of energy to burn.
"Sure." The two slipped in among the crowd, getting slightly cut off from each other from so many people passing through.
"Yami!"
"Mr. Motou!"
"What?" Yami quite suddenly found a girl attached to each arm, and one with her arms around his waist.
"We finally found you!" Jessica squealed, sounding quite pleased with herself.
Yami tried to get out of their grasp. "What are you talking about?"
"Let's go talk! We've got so much in common, I just know it!" The three started to drag him off towards the bar.
"I...." Yami's feet slid along the floor, and he found it easier to just follow them instead of being dragged, since he couldn't get away.
The girls found them all a table, and ordered drinks, before snaring Yami in conversation. More annoyed than concerned, Yami took a sip of the drink they'd gotten for him. He'd get away sooner or later. Hopefully Jou wouldn't miss him too much....
Jou looked around, suddenly noticing that he hadn't seen Yami in the crowds for a few songs. "Yami?" He looked around. Where had the teen gone? The blond pushed his way off the dance floor, looking around, and called again.
"Hey, Jou." Yami waved to him from the table. One reason he didn't go to clubs very often was that he couldn't drink much; he didn't hold his alcohol well. But he was usually able to behave himself pretty well, even when he was drunk....
Jou approached his friend, just then, a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist, closing the distance between him and the stranger.
"Hello there cutie, what a coincidence." Said Otogi, sounded like he was drunk.
Jou groaned. "Oh no.... Otogi, let me go...." He started trying to get out of Otogi's strong arms.
The girls looked from Yami to the pair of boys that stood before them, looking jealous. They'd thought that he was Yami's boyfriend!
"But I want to continue what we hadn't finished last time....." Otogi whispered roughly, and bent down to kiss his neck, nibbling gently on Jou's pale skin. One hand slid down from Jou's waist, and caressed the inside of his thigh, moving progressively higher as he felt the blond boy up.
Jou blushed, and started to struggle harder, jerking forward. "Let me GO!"
Yami and all three girls watched with open mouths, horrified.
Yami stood up quickly, grabbing the table to make sure that he kept his balance. "Otogi, get away from him!" He started forward.
"He's not your thing, Yami. So why should I?"
"He is mine, so back off!" Yami countered.
Jou blushed harder, looking back and forth between the two in confusion. The girls were all watching, not knowing what was going on.
"Come and get him back, if he's yours." Challenged the drunk teen.
"You...." Yami crossed the rest of the distance between them, glaring. He darted to the side, a little off-balance, and struck at the nerves on the side of Otogi's neck.
Otogi stumbled back with a soft cry, blacking out. Jou yelped as he was pulled onto Otogi as the black-haired teen fell, since his grip didn't loosen.
"Are you okay, Jou?" Yami asked, freeing him and helping him up.
"Yeah...." Jou blinked several times. "Maybe we should go...."
"Good idea." They went outside. "He didn't hurt you, did he?"
"No....." Jou shook his head. "But about that... What did you mean when you said that I was yours?"
"What did I mean?" Yami asked, seeing Jou nod. "This...." He took Jou's head with his hand, and kissed him deeply.
~oOoOo~
I know, I change my idea when I was doing this chappie, so it's normal if you guyz think the last chappie doesn't follow this one...*sigh*
Yes, I know...Seto isn't making any appearance....*another sigh*
And yes, I know...I make Jou looks like he likes Yami.....*and another sigh*
But you'll see... it's all part of a plan....^_~
And I'm sorry to those who's name is Amanda, Jessica or Maria, I have nothing against those names, it just popped out like this==
So dun kill or flame me, okay? And.....
PLZ CLICK THE BUTTON BELOW AND REVIEW 'CAUSE I'M NOW MADLY IN LOVE WITH THEM!!!!!
Tokiro: She's insane.....*sweatdrop*
Leon: I guess she's too depressive....O.o;;
Me: YES I AM!!!!! >
PS: I was thinking about...maybe doing a maillist so when I update, I'll send you an email to notice you. So if anyone is intersting, just tell me in your review plz^^
Tokiro: No one is interesting in your....thing....
Me: S*** Up! Dun need to mention that in front of me!
Disclaimer: You guyz think I own them? No! Not at all! With my bad writing skill, I'm sure nobody will understand what I am writing about...*sigh*
Anywayz, that's it....just want to say thanks to my unfortunate beta-reader, Loon, who has to take her precious time to read my boring fic. To my poor co-writer, Infinity, who has to correct my grammar errors, edit/create paragraph or sentences and think ideas for me. Plus Ozark! She helps me correct my errors too! And to those who review the ficcie, I appreciate your words of encouragement!
Yes! I know, I'm very very depressive.....*sigh*
"..........." Speaking
'..........' Thinking
Flashback
Jou opened his eyes slowly, looking around. He was in the bedroom of his apartment, and could see out the open door into the living room. The furniture he had was a little worn, since he had bought it already used, but he'd tried to make the rooms as comfortable as possible. A few pieces of unopened mail and papers were scattered on the table, and he had his coat on the back of a chair, but he managed to keep the rooms mostly clean.
"Hi, Jou! Feeling much better?" A new cheerful and soft voice broke the peaceful moment.
"Ba...Bakura? What are you doing here??" Asked Jou, his eyes becoming wide. How he knew Jou was sick was still a mystery until...
"Well, your friend Mr.Yami called me after I came home from work. He came to pick me up, telling me you are sick and all. I wonder how he got my phone number....?" The long-haired teen asked curiously.
"Where....is he?" He rubbed his eyes, still feeling asleep.
"I don't know, he left this morning, murmuring that he had a lot of works to catch up, he's really in a hurry." Bakura said, "Oh! And I prepared some Chinese medicine for you!" He smiled, handing Jou a bowl of weird thing. "The doctors said it's very good for those who have the fever!"
Jou looked at the black liquor, smelling it. Not only it looked weird, but it smelled bizarre too. "I....think I feel much better now, 'Kura! So you can keep this....thing for yourself." He smiled nervously, hoping that the white-haired teen would buy it. Sadly, his friend wasn't in the mood for throwing things away, especially not something that would be good for his little Jou.
"It took me a lot of time to find and buy it, Jou! And not to mention that it wasted all my morning just preparing this medicine! So drink it, please!" Bakura looked at him with his famous puppy eyes.
"Yes, mama Bakura...." He sighed; his friend always did that to get whatever he wanted. Now how would he drink this....medicine like Bakura liked to call it without vomiting? He wished that Bakura could just go away and do stuff while he could go to the washroom and pour this....weird liquor into the toilet bowl, he was sure that his beloved toilet bowl wouldn't mind too much of drinking it....
"Hey, Jou. You don't really think I'm going to let you alone with the medicine, right? I know what you are thinking...." Bakura's words broke the blond's perfect plan, or so he thought.
"How did you know....?"
Bakura smiled, "It's all written in your face, Jou." He paused, "Besides, I want to know why you never introduced Mr.Yami to me before?" He asked, looking at him with a hit of hurt.
"Bakura.....I'm sorry. I was just...afraid that you might not..."
"Not like him? That's not possible, Jou! He's very nice guy, and he stood up for you all night long. He knew that I was very tired so he volunteered himself for taking care of you. If I knew that he had works to do, I wouldn't accept his offer." Bakura blamed himself.
"He...took care of me all night long? What is he thinking, anyway??! Doesn't he know he has a company to run?"
"Jou! How could you say that? You should thank him for helping you getting better!"
"Sorry, 'Kura..." He drunk up a bit of the medicine, it tasted disgusting! He really wanted to throw away this thing, but with Bakura in the same room as him, that would be impossible. "So, you like him?" He would like to know what did his mama think of Yami, secondly, it would keep him thinking of other things than the taste of that medicine.
"Of course I do, he's not that cold once you know him well." Jou nodded with agreement, being happy that Yami wasn't rejected by the white-haired teen.
"Yup! He isn't that bad, just sometimes have no patience at all." Bakura sighed.
"Jou! Why do you always have to find others errors?! Nobody is perfect, you know that?" Jou grinned sheepishly, taking another drink of his medicine, made by the love of his nice friend. Maybe a little bit too nice?
"Sorry, can't help it."
"Anyways, I think he's great as a friend..." Jou nodded.
"Yup!"
"And nice..."
"Sure is!"
"And responsible...."
"Of course!"
"He'll be cool as a lover too."
"That's ri---WHAT???!" Jou looked at his friend incredulously, did he just hear what Bakura just said?
"What's the matter, Jou? Did I say something wrong?" His friend looked at him with his innocent look on his angelic face.
"What did you just say?" He asked cautiously.
"I said he'll be cool as lover! Don't you think so, Jou?" Bakura looked at him excitedly.
"But 'Kura, he's a guy, what were you thinking?!" The blond answered it, eyes big as the plates.
"Jou! Love has no limit! Just because he's a guy doesn't mean you can't love him! Besides, I have a feeling that he likes you, even though he hides it very well." Bakura smiled at him like what they were talking about was some daily topic.
"Stop talking about nonsense. Bakura! He doesn't like me, and I don't like him either." He said stubbornly.
"There are so many things you can't just judge by the appearance, Jou. One day, you may fall in love with someone you don't even expect."
"Wow, such philosopher you are, Bakura." Jou rolled his eyes, sometimes his friend just popped up things really strange.
"Fine! Don't believe me, then! I'm going to prepare lunch." Long-haired teen looked at what was in the blond's hands, "And don't forget to finish it, ok?" He added.
"Yes, I will." Jou observed what was left in the bowl, not even half of the liquor was drunk. "Now how am I going to finish it..." He mumbled.
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In one of the most magnificent buildings of Tokyo City, a young CEO was working on his laptop. Tap, tap, tap, a special melody was heard from his office. Click click click, the little mouse was complaining about his master's torture. But Yami ignored them; he just wanted to finish his work as soon as possible. The tri-color haired teen didn't care if the mouse was dying from his torment nor about the little melody that he would call it din. He felt bored, and wished he could go outside and have fun with a certain blond one. Once Yami couldn't take it anymore, he called his friend.
"Hello, Jou's speaking." A familiar voice came from another line.
"Hi Jou! It's me, Yami. I want to know if you have time tonight." That was Yami, always went directly to the point.
"Tonight? Sure! When should we meet?" Came Jou's reply.
"I'll go pick you up at 7:00, is that OK with you? We can have a dinner together, then go watch some movies, and after that we can go to that club you always want to go. What do you say?" Asked Yami, telling him his entire plan for tonight.
"Sounds good to me! It's been a long time we didn't go out together!" The red-eyed teen chuckled, he could already see his friend jumping up and down like a child.
"Yes, I know. See you later, Jou!" He hung up the phone.
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A/N: Alright guys, another part from your beloved Infinity, so enjoy it while you can
Jou looked out the window, glancing at his watch. Yami had told him to dress nicely, and that he'd come at 7. He'd been surprised to hear where they were going; it was nicer than he usually went to. Yami liked the best, though. A black Porsche pulled up in the street, and honked. That was Yami, so Jou hurried down to meet him.
"You ready?" Yami asked.
"Definitely." Jou got in.
"You are hungry, right? After all, you were just sick...."
"Of course!"
"Some things never change...." Yami laughed.
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The two sat down at a small table near the window, and made their orders. The waiter didn't take long to bring their food out, and brought a bottle of wine and two glasses.
"A 1967 white wine, compliments of table 13." The waiter told them.
"Wow..." Jou looked at the label. That looked expensive....
"That's very kind. Which is table 13?" Yami asked.
"To your left." The man pointed out a table with a few grinning girls at it, most of which blushed as Yami smiled at them.
The waiter left, and Yami poured them both a glass of wine as they started to eat. It wasn't long before the girls had gotten up to come over to their table.
"Mr. Motou!" One girl took put her arm around his shoulders, as if she knew him. "What a surprise to see you here!"
"Is it?" Yami looked at her with a charming smile.
"Oh, yes!" Another one agreed, who was standing next to them. "We eat here very often, but we've never seen you here."
"So we just HAD to come over and say hello!" The third giggled.
Jou stared at them, sweatdropping a little. Those girls were too close to Yami..... and he looked like he didn't even mind....
"Oh, how silly of me!" The one with her arm around Yami moved closer to him, almost sitting in his lap. "My name is Maria!"
"I'm Amanda." The next said brightly.
"And I'm Jessica." The last grinned.
Yami was still smiling, deftly crossing his legs to put some unnoticeable distance between himself and the girl. "It's very nice to meet you."
"I'm Jounouchi Katsuya." Jou interrupted, hoping to get the girls' attention away from his friend.
The girls actively ignored him. "So, what are you doing tonight?" Maria asked, not about to give up.
"Just getting a good meal. And enjoying some excellent wine with it." He smiled at them, and the Maria giggled, all three of them blushing.
Jou sweatdropped again, even more uncomfortable. Yami was practically flirting with them.... .
Yami put a hand on Maria's, which was resting on his shoulder. "But if you'll excuse me, I am very busy tonight...."
"Ohh, we understand." Jessica agreed quickly.
"It was nice to meet you, Mr. Motou!" Amanda waved as they left.
Maria was giggling and blushing, but looked proud of her. "He likes me!"
Jou stared at Yami. "What was that?"
"What was what?" Yami looked surprised at Jou's expression. "I was just talking to them."
"Yeah, but...."
"They did buy us the wine; It was the least I could do." Yami said matter-of-factly.
"If you say so...." Jou blinked.
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The two sat down, and the theater's lights started going dark. They were quiet throughout the previews, but Jou let out a small yelp as the movie started. "We're watching _this_?!"
"Yes. Is there a problem with that?"
"But.... but it's a chick flick! It's all mushy and stuff...." Jou complained.
"What's the matter Jou, do you cry during movies like this? Is that why you don't want to watch?" Yami teased.
"NO!"
"What a way to talk to a gentleman!" A voice piped up from the seats behind them.
"Euh?!" Jou jumped, and turned to look behind him.
The girl, Amanda, leaned forward. "You shouldn't yell at Mr. Motou like that!"
"What are you his boyfriend?" Jessica asked, sounding disgusted.
"His boyfriend?!" Maria echoed. "Impossible! His hair is a mess!"
Jessica wrinkled her nose. "Look at his clothes! They're so.... ugly....."
"Hey!" Jou growled, ready to leap over the seats after them.
"Jou, ladies, please...." Yami put a restraining hand on Jou's shoulder.
"It's quite a pleasant coincidence to see you again tonight, but I'd appreciate it if you kept your opinions of Mr. Jounouchi to yourself." He said, trying to sound diplomatic. "I'm sure that you're enjoying your evening, and all I ask is for the same."
Amanda let out a small huff. "Well...."
Just then, an usher came down to the group of seats they were in. "Sir, I must ask you and your friends to leave while the movie is playing. We are silent during movies in this theater." He said quietly.
Yami's eyes flashed with annoyance, but he nodded his head stiffly. "Very well." He wasn't going to let himself be embarrassed more. "Jou, ladies." He stood up with Jou, and the girls followed them out with much whispering.
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The two walked into the club. It was a little smoky, and the lights were painfully bright in some places, while others were nearly dark. "So, now what?" Jou asked.
Yami shrugged, looking around the room. "The dance floor, maybe?" He asked, hearing a song that he knew came on. It was fast, and good for when you had lots of energy to burn.
"Sure." The two slipped in among the crowd, getting slightly cut off from each other from so many people passing through.
"Yami!"
"Mr. Motou!"
"What?" Yami quite suddenly found a girl attached to each arm, and one with her arms around his waist.
"We finally found you!" Jessica squealed, sounding quite pleased with herself.
Yami tried to get out of their grasp. "What are you talking about?"
"Let's go talk! We've got so much in common, I just know it!" The three started to drag him off towards the bar.
"I...." Yami's feet slid along the floor, and he found it easier to just follow them instead of being dragged, since he couldn't get away.
The girls found them all a table, and ordered drinks, before snaring Yami in conversation. More annoyed than concerned, Yami took a sip of the drink they'd gotten for him. He'd get away sooner or later. Hopefully Jou wouldn't miss him too much....
Jou looked around, suddenly noticing that he hadn't seen Yami in the crowds for a few songs. "Yami?" He looked around. Where had the teen gone? The blond pushed his way off the dance floor, looking around, and called again.
"Hey, Jou." Yami waved to him from the table. One reason he didn't go to clubs very often was that he couldn't drink much; he didn't hold his alcohol well. But he was usually able to behave himself pretty well, even when he was drunk....
Jou approached his friend, just then, a pair of strong arms wrapped around his waist, closing the distance between him and the stranger.
"Hello there cutie, what a coincidence." Said Otogi, sounded like he was drunk.
Jou groaned. "Oh no.... Otogi, let me go...." He started trying to get out of Otogi's strong arms.
The girls looked from Yami to the pair of boys that stood before them, looking jealous. They'd thought that he was Yami's boyfriend!
"But I want to continue what we hadn't finished last time....." Otogi whispered roughly, and bent down to kiss his neck, nibbling gently on Jou's pale skin. One hand slid down from Jou's waist, and caressed the inside of his thigh, moving progressively higher as he felt the blond boy up.
Jou blushed, and started to struggle harder, jerking forward. "Let me GO!"
Yami and all three girls watched with open mouths, horrified.
Yami stood up quickly, grabbing the table to make sure that he kept his balance. "Otogi, get away from him!" He started forward.
"He's not your thing, Yami. So why should I?"
"He is mine, so back off!" Yami countered.
Jou blushed harder, looking back and forth between the two in confusion. The girls were all watching, not knowing what was going on.
"Come and get him back, if he's yours." Challenged the drunk teen.
"You...." Yami crossed the rest of the distance between them, glaring. He darted to the side, a little off-balance, and struck at the nerves on the side of Otogi's neck.
Otogi stumbled back with a soft cry, blacking out. Jou yelped as he was pulled onto Otogi as the black-haired teen fell, since his grip didn't loosen.
"Are you okay, Jou?" Yami asked, freeing him and helping him up.
"Yeah...." Jou blinked several times. "Maybe we should go...."
"Good idea." They went outside. "He didn't hurt you, did he?"
"No....." Jou shook his head. "But about that... What did you mean when you said that I was yours?"
"What did I mean?" Yami asked, seeing Jou nod. "This...." He took Jou's head with his hand, and kissed him deeply.
I know, I change my idea when I was doing this chappie, so it's normal if you guyz think the last chappie doesn't follow this one...*sigh*
Yes, I know...Seto isn't making any appearance....*another sigh*
And yes, I know...I make Jou looks like he likes Yami.....*and another sigh*
But you'll see... it's all part of a plan....^_~
And I'm sorry to those who's name is Amanda, Jessica or Maria, I have nothing against those names, it just popped out like this==
So dun kill or flame me, okay? And.....
PLZ CLICK THE BUTTON BELOW AND REVIEW 'CAUSE I'M NOW MADLY IN LOVE WITH THEM!!!!!
Tokiro: She's insane.....*sweatdrop*
Leon: I guess she's too depressive....O.o;;
Me: YES I AM!!!!! >
PS: I was thinking about...maybe doing a maillist so when I update, I'll send you an email to notice you. So if anyone is intersting, just tell me in your review plz^^
Tokiro: No one is interesting in your....thing....
Me: S*** Up! Dun need to mention that in front of me!