Warning: Hmmm...OOCness and weirdness? Say...why do I repeat it anyway?
Disclaimer: Meteor Garden + YGO = At-least millionair's belongings.
Big thx to my beta-reader and co-writer, Infinity and Loon! And big thx to those who reviewed the last chappy and the fic^____^
"..........." Speaking
'..........' Thinking
Flashback
:: Crossing Over ::
+ Chapter Thirteen +
Yami hated his dad's new decision. Well, he never liked Panseru's ideas since most of them were either stupid or nonsense. But this one was worst of all.
You wanted to know why? Let's go back to the conversation between father and son...
Hours ago.....
"Good morning, father. What brings you here during your busy time?" Yami asked politely, not appreciating Panseru's presence. When his dad was here, nothing good would happen to him.
"I'm here to set up some business," Panseru said matter-of-factly. "and and want to announce some good news to you while I'm here."
"And what kind of _good_ news is it?" Yami required impatiently, frowning. What was his dad planning this time?
"I'm sure that you're going to love it." Panseru paused before continuing, "I arranged a marriage for you, Yami. And you're going to meet your fiancée tomorrow night." the middle-aged man smiled, being proud of his decision. He knew what would be his son's answer, but Panseru didn't care about it. All he wanted was having Yami married to someone who had the same social level as them and founding a family. Panseru didn't like poor people or normal civilians. And he didn't need reasons for it.
"What?!" Yami looked at him incredibly, "But..."
"No buts. You're going to do what I asked even though you are not agreed. End of discussion." Panseru said firmly, not letting Yami have the chance to finish his sentence.
Yami opened his mouth to protest, but no words came out. He wanted to tell his dad that he already had someone he liked. But...would Panseru accept it? The red-eyed young man knew his father's character, and he knew what would be Panseru's answer. What the most important question was...how would he tell his dad about the bet?
"I'll take care of the bet. Do not worry about it."
Oh, so his father had heard about the challenge? Well, that was good...Wait a second, how did he know that?!
"I know everything." Panseru smirked, "Everything that you thought I don't. Every single thing relating to you."
"Stupid pervert father..." Yami mumbled. His dad didn't trust anyone, not even his own son. What a pitiful person he was...
"What did you say?" Panseru raised an eyebrow, folding his arms.
"Nothing...." Yami sighed, running a hand through his spiky hair.
"Hn. Then I'll see you tomorrow night. Be prepared for that day. And don't try to do anything foolish; it will only make things worse." He warned one last time to the young CEO, before heading toward the exit.
Meanwhile, at Masaki's residence...
"What?! I'm going to marry?!" Anzu exclaimed, "Why didn't you ask my permission _first_?!" The brown-eyed girl demanded, glaring at her parents.
"But honey, we thought that you loved him." Anzu's mother frowned, "That's why we accept Mr.Motor's invitation."
"It's Motou, dear, not Motor." Mr. Masaki corrected his wife, "And he looked sincere too."
"Mr.Motou is the one who asked...it?" Anzu looked at them with disbelieving eyes, "And you two said YES?!" Okay, she DID love Yami once, but she likes Yugi _now_! Didn't her parents already know that?! Alright, except the part that she and Yugi were in love. However, they did know that Yami and she were over. Then why did they accept it?
"Yeah...Aren't you and Mr.Moto's son....Oh gosh....." Mrs. Masaki gasped as she realized what they had done; she forgot that Anzu loves someone else NOW!
"It's Motou, mother." Anzu sighed heavily, "Now what are we going to do?" That was right; her parents were so busy that sometimes they forgot things. She should think about it before.
"Go to the meeting tomorrow night, Anzu. And tell Mr.Motou that you don't want to marry his son." Mr. Masaki replied calmly, "Try to convince him with any reason you have. Don't worry; we will see what we can offer."
"Doesn't seem like I have a choice, right?" Anzu rubbed his eyes tiredly, yawning. "It's late; I should go to sleep now. Good night, father and mother." She gave them both a goodnight hug, and went back to her room.
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Jou was at the study room, trying to figure out how to finish his homework. He had been working a lot these days and the fact of having evil teachers wasn't helping him at all. Jou didn't know what he had done to deserve this, but he had no choice other than complete those papers on time. Questionnaires and analysis papers were scratching here and there on the large table; books that Jou had to read or study were all over the place. And since his professors thought that Jou didn't have enough things to work on, they gave him researches, which meant a lot of investigations to do and of course, more reading. Sighing tiredly, the blond wondered if they were trying to kill his poor brain. How would he be able to do all those stuffs at the same time?!
"I see you have a lot of things to do, Jou. I hope I won't bother you too much." Nayami's voice broke in without warning, smiling to the blond. "I need to talk with you."
"What do you want to talk?" Jou asked, still having his eyes in his researching book. He couldn't let a talk disturb his work, right? Since all his free times were precious for him now.
"It's about you, and Seto." She paused, "And that Motou boy too."
"What about me and them?" Jou required, suddenly getting interested about what Nayami wanted to say, "We are only friends...Well, sort of..."
"You have heard about the bet, right?" Nayami questioned. After seeing Jou's nod, she continued, "Who will you choose? Seto or that Motou boy?"
"Euh....Well..." Jou laughed nervously. He had thought about it, but he wasn't 100% sure that what he had felt for both boys was affection or simply friendship. It had been a while that the sandy-haired boy had lost the feeling of loving someone and being loved, and it was hard for him to distinguish the difference between those two sensations.
"Confusing, aren't you?" Nayami gave a warm smile to Jou, she knew what had happened to the blond years ago, and it was normal for him to not understand this kind of thing. Guess it was the time for her to help him, as she wanted Jou to be happy, and Seto to be happy too. She knew that the brown-eyed teen could affect her son's future, and she had to open the knot which was hiding inside of Jou's heart.
"...." Putting his book down, Jou nodded quietly. Why did he become the price of Yami and Seto's bet was still unknown to him, but he wasn't as angry as he was days before. Jou couldn't explain why, but that was what he felt. Maybe it was because he knew that both young CEOs were warlike? The blond could feel that his friend and the brunet were sincere toward him; they didn't use him to get the other's company. On the contrary, they used the company as an excuse to create the challenge. But why did he care about it? Why did he use most of his free time thinking and trying to find alibi to defend both rich young men?
"I think you have feelings toward those two boys." Nayami said matter-of-factly; she had done some researches on Jou before deciding to talk with him. After all, she wanted to help Jou, so she had to know more about the blond pup, right?
"But what kind of feeling?" Instead of laughing at the comment or arguing with her like he had done with Bakura and Seto, Jou asked wearily. He was tired of knowing nothing, as Yami and Seto didn't want to tell him about it. Of course, he knew 60% of this emotion might be love, but he had to make sure what he had felt was really love, or just something that resembled it. And even if it was really love, which one would he choose?
"You know better than anyone, but you're trying to deny it." Nayami replied calmly, "Follow your heart, Jou. Because I can't tell you who you like the most. Either is telling you what to do." She paused before continue, "I hope you won't do the same mistake as me." She smiled sadly, getting up from where she was sitting, and left the confused and shocked teen behind. Shocked because of what Nayami had said, confused of why she told this to him. But it wasn't important, right?
Since Jou had found out what was his problem.
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What kind of situation was now?
The spiky-haired boy was glaring at the brunette while the girl shrugged, forcing a smile to Yami.
"Are you the one who asked my dad about it?" Yami demanded, not being happy about knowing his fiancée was Anzu, "I thought that you had changed! Guess I was wrong..."
"Listen to me, smart boy. I did _not_ ask to be your fiancée! Mr. Motou was the one who inquired my parents. I didn't even know it until yesterday." Anzu paused, "Besides, I'm not going to pass half of my life with someone who doesn't love me back."
"That stupid, selfish father." Yami mumbled, "So, what are we going to do?"
"Talk with him, I guess." Anzu shrugged, "When will your father be here?"
"I am right here, Miss. Masaki." Panseru's voice came out from behind without warning, folding his arms. He didn't seem contented at all...
"Oh, hello to you too, Mr. Motou!" Anzu beamed happily, "Good timing, we were thinking of talking with you about some important matters."
"Is it about the wedding?" Panseru frowned; he had talked with Mr.Masaki hours ago, and he wasn't satisfied with the answer that Anzu's father had given to him. "I won't change my mind, even if you like someone else, Miss.Masaki."
"But..."
"Listen dad. You can't force someone to do whatever pleases you. Anzu doesn't like me and either am I." Yami replied quickly, cutting short what Anzu wanted to say.
"I don't care about it." Panseru replied as calmly as he could, "Like I said, I'm not going to change my mind."
"Mr.Motou, is it because of Jou?" Anzu asked, "Because he is a boy and poor at the same time?"
"That's none of your concern, Miss.Masaki." Panseru narrowed his eyes, "And please do not mention his name in front of me." The middle-aged man glared at the brunette, feeling disgusted by hearing the blond's name.
"And why don't you like him?" Anzu scowled back, not caring that this was Panseru Motou that she was talking with, "What has he done that that makes you hate him?"
"Didn't you hate him before?" Panseru smirked, "I don't know what kind of trick did he do to make you change your attitude, but weren't you the same as me?" Didn't you feel the same as me toward him?"
"I..." Anzu stuttered, not knowing how to answer it. It was true that she was like Panseru; didn't like people who were inferior to her. But she was just being selfish, being jealous of Jou for having Yami's heart. How would she convince Panseru now if she was just like him?
"Love can make people become blind, and that was what happened to her." Yami responded for the blue-eyed girl, "And unlike you, she has changed her perception on people. Not everyone is as bad as you think. Not because someone is rich means that person is nice." He thought of those girls who had laughed at Jou days ago since they were hurting the blond on purpose. It was just like beauty. Having a good-looking appearance didn't mean that person was cute if he or she had a dirty heart. Why couldn't his dad understand that?
"You might think that Jou is someone who only thinks of himself, but you're wrong. Jou isn't selfish. He saved my virginity by sacrificing...himself..." Anzu said darkly, protesting. "The only selfish person is you, not Jou. He is unlike any other people I meet."
"Don't joke around with me, Miss.Masaki. A low-class insect like him will _never_ do such a thing for someone who doesn't like him, nor helping anyone that isn't related to him." Panseru affirmed stubbornly, not wanting to believe it.
"But Mr.Motou..."
"Forget about it, Anzu. He's too bullheaded to change his mind." Yami sighed, shaking his head. "Is it because of...mother?" He didn't miss the shocked expression that had passed on Panseru's face seconds ago. It seemed to be true that something had happened between his parents, but he didn't know what it was. His dada's secretary had told him a little bit about it, as she didn't remember well what had happened between Panseru and his wife. The only thing Yami knew was his mother wasn't from a rich family, and that surprised him a lot. The young CEO thought that his dad hated paupers! Guess his mother was the reason why Panseru didn't like the poor.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Panseru replied as calmly as he could, not wanted to confess that it _was_ because of his wife.
"Don't try to deny it, father. Mrs.Suzy has told me everything she knows." Yami smirked. It wasn't a lie as she did tell him about it, even thought the red-eyed teen didn't find out what had caused his dad's hate toward his mother and the rest of people that were inferior to them. But if he had success, maybe Panseru would tell him everything that Yami wanted to know. Especially things about his dearest mother.
"She did, huh?" Panseru frowned, this was not good...
"What did Yami's mother do?" Anzu questioned, "Did she leave you? Or fly away with another guy?" She smiled sweetly after seeing Panseru's stunned expression, it seemed like she hit a BINGO. Anzu might not be a mind reader, but she wasn't bad at guessing games at all.
"Fine! I understand!" Panseru let out a sigh, raising his hand in defeat, "It is half of your beloved mother's fault, Yami. Can't believe it, huh?" He couldn't accept the fact that that the young teens of these days were this pushy! Of course he was happy about having a son being good at threatening people, but that girl was even better than Yami!
"So I was right? She did something unforgivable and that's why you hate people that are inferior to us?" Anzu clapped her hands happily, grinning like a manic, "Why don't you tell us the real thing before the scene?" She gave Panseru a menacing look, smiling in a too-nice way. The brunette was curious, and so was Yami.
Panseru let a cold sweat fell along his cheek. Now he understood why you should never let Anzu found out your weakness, so other points that she could turn back against to you. But that was one of the main reasons why he had chosen her as Yami's wife.
"Actually....I wasn't Motou family's real son..." Panseru cleaned his throat, unable to accept that he was talking about _this_ to THEM! "I met Kari, your mother, at university and we got married after completing it together." The middle-aged man sighed, running his hand through his spiky hairs. "It's one of the things that I regret the most."
"Several years later, I decided to investigate in a company. I always dreamed of being my own boss, having my own business running around in a part of market. But your mother has broken my dream. "He curled his hands into balls, frowning. "She took all the money I have after I have signed all the contracts and papers, the time when I needed my money the most. And you know what she did? She ran away with it, leaving me alone with all the debts that I have to pay. I sold out everything I have on me, even my house, but I didn't have enough to pay back all of obligations I had to pay. I was at the end of my life road with nothing on me when Motou Corp.'s leader, your grandfather, came to me and helps me to pass this difficult time. As result, I became his adopted son as he didn't have any children with his wife." He paused to take some air before continued, "Years after that even, Kari came to me with you on her arms, wanted me to accept her. Hn. She thought that as long as she has my child with her, I'll be obligate to take her back to home. But she was wrong." Panseru snorted, smiling coldly. "I took you by force and leave her alone in the world with nothing, just like what she had done to me. I'll never forgive what that woman has done to me in the past. All she loves is only money, and not me." Yami's dad groaned darkly, narrowing his eyes. "Listen, Yami. I don't want you to do the same error as me. I know that love can make people blind, but you have to analyze with your brain logically and intelligently." The red-eyed man said sincerely. Heck, he was doing this for his son's safeness; Yami should at least thank him instead of debating and complaining!
"I know that you're doing this for me, and I understand how sad, depressive and mad you are toward mother. I'm not against it, but I think that not every poor is like her, father. And I know that Jou isn't someone like that." Yami told his father firmly, unmoved from hearing his father's story. He wasn't heartless, but his father had shown him not to show too much pity, after all. "He will never take advantage of other people or else he won't be working now." He just couldn't believe that his mother was someone cruel enough to take advantage of people like that. It was unthinkable. But he couldn't change what had happened, could he? He'd just have to accept it, and so would his father.
"Yeah, Mr.Motou!" Anzu chimed in supportively, with several vigorous nods. "Jou is living with Mr.Kaiba now and he is still going to Valentine's Coffee Shop for working. If he was a greedy person, he would stop working and live comfortably with Mr.Kaiba as long as he wants and I don't think that Mr.Kaiba would mind at all." But she had learned that Jou wasn't like that at all; he was a kind, thoughtful young man who didn't like to trouble other people, and definitely wasn't like Mr. Motou's wife.
"How can you be sure that beggar isn't someone like Kari? How do you know that he isn't acting round to earn your trust?" Panseru argued heatedly, unconvinced by their testimonials in his favor. The image of sparkling brown eyes and soft blonde hair floated in his mind, alternately shifting from girl to boy, and back again. Kari smiling softly at him, expectantly waiting for him to welcome her back with open arms.... Jou walking with Yami, smiling delightedly as they were on their way to the theater..... Yes, he'd known about the dates, too. He wasn't a fool. The two looked so much alike, almost like they were twins..... And Jou was acting just like Kari had acted, when they had first started dating. It was too much of a coincidence; Yami and Anzu were wrong. They HAD to be. And he wasn't going to let his son be hurt like he had been!
"Because...._Unlike_ us, he isn't good at lying or at acting." Yami answered impatiently. It was so OBVIOUS! Why couldn't his father see it? Not only love made people blind; hate did too. His father just didn't understand. He was so stubborn! "Jou isn't stupid, but he isn't smart either." The young CEO smirked as he warmed to his point, though he didn't like how he was almost calling one of his best friends-- his love-- stupid. "Why don't you just observe him for a few days before judging him? You barely know him, so how can you say what kind of person he is?"
"I might do that." Panseru sighed wearily, rubbing his temples. His son was just like he was, which was both good and bad; both of them had already made up their minds, but Panseru knew he had to un-make Yami's. He wanted his son to be strong, yes, but he didn't want Yami to have to suffer needlessly. "You're too stubborn, Yami. I guess you'll be with him even if I say no, right? Even if I keep eye on you 24 hours per day, you will still find a way to be with him, right? You're my son, so I know you better than anyone. Once decided, you will never change your mind even if you know it will only lead you to the road of destruction." He shook his head in frusteration, wishing that his son could be just a little different, to make it a little easier. Why wouldn't Yami give in for once? Because he'd been taught that he never should, of course; Panseru could remember showing Yami how important that was himself. Well, Yami might be stubborn, but he was even moreso, and he was determined not to let Jou ruin Yami by being with him. But there was the big question: how would he do it? He didn't want to hurt Jou if he could help it, since the boy hadn't done anything YET, but if he had to, it didn't matter. As long as Yami stayed safe, it would be fine.
Yami nodded without hesitation, glad that his father finally seemed to understand. He WOULD be with Jou, whether his father liked it or not, and nothing would stop him. It was still nice to know that his father wouldn't stop him, though.... "Like I said, love can make people blind, don't you agree?"
"Agree or not, I just want to say one thing: I don't want to marry Yami. Is that set?" Anzu smiled weakly, hoping that the entire conversation would be over soon. She just wanted to make sure that she wouldn't be involved in this anymore; she loved Yugi, Yugi loved her, and there was no way she would get married to Yami, even if Mr. Motou had demanded it. After all, she wasn't a politician's daughter for nothing, right?
"You don't have to if you don't want to, Miss.Masaki." Panseru replied, a little too quickly. "I'm sorry to waste your precious time." Anzu was a good debater, he had to admit, and she looked out for herself. She would have made a good wife for Yami, if it had worked out; he knew that it wouldn't, though, and didn't concern himself with it anymore. She was such a successful person that she could get married to just about anyone she wanted, even if it was Yami's cousin. As for Yami himself, Panseru had other plans already.... "Do you need a ride, Miss.Masaki?"
"Why not?" Anzu beamed delightedly, thrilled that everything had worked out so perfectly. She wouldn't have to marry someone she didn't love, neither did Yami, and they had even managed to change how Mr. Motou thought about poor people! "Thank you, Mr.Motou!"
"No problem." Panseru reassured her with a smile, and led the brown-haired lady outside, leaving an overjoyed young man in the big mansion. Things had worked out perfectly for Yami, too, and he was very excited about it. Now that he didn't have to worry about marrying Anzu, he could try harder at getting Jou back, and since his father had changed his opinions, Yami didn't even need to be afraid of his father disapproving, either.
Panseru's smile was just as lighthearted as the two teenagers he'd been speaking with, content in the knowledge that he was going to be protecting his son from a fate like his own. Yami was a strong man, he knew, and would go far in the business world; Panseru was just giving him the opportunity to shine without a setback like Kari, in this new, trickier male form. Once this was all over, Yami would thank him.....
~oOoOo~
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Disclaimer: Meteor Garden + YGO = At-least millionair's belongings.
Big thx to my beta-reader and co-writer, Infinity and Loon! And big thx to those who reviewed the last chappy and the fic^____^
"..........." Speaking
'..........' Thinking
Flashback
Yami hated his dad's new decision. Well, he never liked Panseru's ideas since most of them were either stupid or nonsense. But this one was worst of all.
You wanted to know why? Let's go back to the conversation between father and son...
Hours ago.....
"Good morning, father. What brings you here during your busy time?" Yami asked politely, not appreciating Panseru's presence. When his dad was here, nothing good would happen to him.
"I'm here to set up some business," Panseru said matter-of-factly. "and and want to announce some good news to you while I'm here."
"And what kind of _good_ news is it?" Yami required impatiently, frowning. What was his dad planning this time?
"I'm sure that you're going to love it." Panseru paused before continuing, "I arranged a marriage for you, Yami. And you're going to meet your fiancée tomorrow night." the middle-aged man smiled, being proud of his decision. He knew what would be his son's answer, but Panseru didn't care about it. All he wanted was having Yami married to someone who had the same social level as them and founding a family. Panseru didn't like poor people or normal civilians. And he didn't need reasons for it.
"What?!" Yami looked at him incredibly, "But..."
"No buts. You're going to do what I asked even though you are not agreed. End of discussion." Panseru said firmly, not letting Yami have the chance to finish his sentence.
Yami opened his mouth to protest, but no words came out. He wanted to tell his dad that he already had someone he liked. But...would Panseru accept it? The red-eyed young man knew his father's character, and he knew what would be Panseru's answer. What the most important question was...how would he tell his dad about the bet?
"I'll take care of the bet. Do not worry about it."
Oh, so his father had heard about the challenge? Well, that was good...Wait a second, how did he know that?!
"I know everything." Panseru smirked, "Everything that you thought I don't. Every single thing relating to you."
"Stupid pervert father..." Yami mumbled. His dad didn't trust anyone, not even his own son. What a pitiful person he was...
"What did you say?" Panseru raised an eyebrow, folding his arms.
"Nothing...." Yami sighed, running a hand through his spiky hair.
"Hn. Then I'll see you tomorrow night. Be prepared for that day. And don't try to do anything foolish; it will only make things worse." He warned one last time to the young CEO, before heading toward the exit.
Meanwhile, at Masaki's residence...
"What?! I'm going to marry?!" Anzu exclaimed, "Why didn't you ask my permission _first_?!" The brown-eyed girl demanded, glaring at her parents.
"But honey, we thought that you loved him." Anzu's mother frowned, "That's why we accept Mr.Motor's invitation."
"It's Motou, dear, not Motor." Mr. Masaki corrected his wife, "And he looked sincere too."
"Mr.Motou is the one who asked...it?" Anzu looked at them with disbelieving eyes, "And you two said YES?!" Okay, she DID love Yami once, but she likes Yugi _now_! Didn't her parents already know that?! Alright, except the part that she and Yugi were in love. However, they did know that Yami and she were over. Then why did they accept it?
"Yeah...Aren't you and Mr.Moto's son....Oh gosh....." Mrs. Masaki gasped as she realized what they had done; she forgot that Anzu loves someone else NOW!
"It's Motou, mother." Anzu sighed heavily, "Now what are we going to do?" That was right; her parents were so busy that sometimes they forgot things. She should think about it before.
"Go to the meeting tomorrow night, Anzu. And tell Mr.Motou that you don't want to marry his son." Mr. Masaki replied calmly, "Try to convince him with any reason you have. Don't worry; we will see what we can offer."
"Doesn't seem like I have a choice, right?" Anzu rubbed his eyes tiredly, yawning. "It's late; I should go to sleep now. Good night, father and mother." She gave them both a goodnight hug, and went back to her room.
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Jou was at the study room, trying to figure out how to finish his homework. He had been working a lot these days and the fact of having evil teachers wasn't helping him at all. Jou didn't know what he had done to deserve this, but he had no choice other than complete those papers on time. Questionnaires and analysis papers were scratching here and there on the large table; books that Jou had to read or study were all over the place. And since his professors thought that Jou didn't have enough things to work on, they gave him researches, which meant a lot of investigations to do and of course, more reading. Sighing tiredly, the blond wondered if they were trying to kill his poor brain. How would he be able to do all those stuffs at the same time?!
"I see you have a lot of things to do, Jou. I hope I won't bother you too much." Nayami's voice broke in without warning, smiling to the blond. "I need to talk with you."
"What do you want to talk?" Jou asked, still having his eyes in his researching book. He couldn't let a talk disturb his work, right? Since all his free times were precious for him now.
"It's about you, and Seto." She paused, "And that Motou boy too."
"What about me and them?" Jou required, suddenly getting interested about what Nayami wanted to say, "We are only friends...Well, sort of..."
"You have heard about the bet, right?" Nayami questioned. After seeing Jou's nod, she continued, "Who will you choose? Seto or that Motou boy?"
"Euh....Well..." Jou laughed nervously. He had thought about it, but he wasn't 100% sure that what he had felt for both boys was affection or simply friendship. It had been a while that the sandy-haired boy had lost the feeling of loving someone and being loved, and it was hard for him to distinguish the difference between those two sensations.
"Confusing, aren't you?" Nayami gave a warm smile to Jou, she knew what had happened to the blond years ago, and it was normal for him to not understand this kind of thing. Guess it was the time for her to help him, as she wanted Jou to be happy, and Seto to be happy too. She knew that the brown-eyed teen could affect her son's future, and she had to open the knot which was hiding inside of Jou's heart.
"...." Putting his book down, Jou nodded quietly. Why did he become the price of Yami and Seto's bet was still unknown to him, but he wasn't as angry as he was days before. Jou couldn't explain why, but that was what he felt. Maybe it was because he knew that both young CEOs were warlike? The blond could feel that his friend and the brunet were sincere toward him; they didn't use him to get the other's company. On the contrary, they used the company as an excuse to create the challenge. But why did he care about it? Why did he use most of his free time thinking and trying to find alibi to defend both rich young men?
"I think you have feelings toward those two boys." Nayami said matter-of-factly; she had done some researches on Jou before deciding to talk with him. After all, she wanted to help Jou, so she had to know more about the blond pup, right?
"But what kind of feeling?" Instead of laughing at the comment or arguing with her like he had done with Bakura and Seto, Jou asked wearily. He was tired of knowing nothing, as Yami and Seto didn't want to tell him about it. Of course, he knew 60% of this emotion might be love, but he had to make sure what he had felt was really love, or just something that resembled it. And even if it was really love, which one would he choose?
"You know better than anyone, but you're trying to deny it." Nayami replied calmly, "Follow your heart, Jou. Because I can't tell you who you like the most. Either is telling you what to do." She paused before continue, "I hope you won't do the same mistake as me." She smiled sadly, getting up from where she was sitting, and left the confused and shocked teen behind. Shocked because of what Nayami had said, confused of why she told this to him. But it wasn't important, right?
Since Jou had found out what was his problem.
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What kind of situation was now?
The spiky-haired boy was glaring at the brunette while the girl shrugged, forcing a smile to Yami.
"Are you the one who asked my dad about it?" Yami demanded, not being happy about knowing his fiancée was Anzu, "I thought that you had changed! Guess I was wrong..."
"Listen to me, smart boy. I did _not_ ask to be your fiancée! Mr. Motou was the one who inquired my parents. I didn't even know it until yesterday." Anzu paused, "Besides, I'm not going to pass half of my life with someone who doesn't love me back."
"That stupid, selfish father." Yami mumbled, "So, what are we going to do?"
"Talk with him, I guess." Anzu shrugged, "When will your father be here?"
"I am right here, Miss. Masaki." Panseru's voice came out from behind without warning, folding his arms. He didn't seem contented at all...
"Oh, hello to you too, Mr. Motou!" Anzu beamed happily, "Good timing, we were thinking of talking with you about some important matters."
"Is it about the wedding?" Panseru frowned; he had talked with Mr.Masaki hours ago, and he wasn't satisfied with the answer that Anzu's father had given to him. "I won't change my mind, even if you like someone else, Miss.Masaki."
"But..."
"Listen dad. You can't force someone to do whatever pleases you. Anzu doesn't like me and either am I." Yami replied quickly, cutting short what Anzu wanted to say.
"I don't care about it." Panseru replied as calmly as he could, "Like I said, I'm not going to change my mind."
"Mr.Motou, is it because of Jou?" Anzu asked, "Because he is a boy and poor at the same time?"
"That's none of your concern, Miss.Masaki." Panseru narrowed his eyes, "And please do not mention his name in front of me." The middle-aged man glared at the brunette, feeling disgusted by hearing the blond's name.
"And why don't you like him?" Anzu scowled back, not caring that this was Panseru Motou that she was talking with, "What has he done that that makes you hate him?"
"Didn't you hate him before?" Panseru smirked, "I don't know what kind of trick did he do to make you change your attitude, but weren't you the same as me?" Didn't you feel the same as me toward him?"
"I..." Anzu stuttered, not knowing how to answer it. It was true that she was like Panseru; didn't like people who were inferior to her. But she was just being selfish, being jealous of Jou for having Yami's heart. How would she convince Panseru now if she was just like him?
"Love can make people become blind, and that was what happened to her." Yami responded for the blue-eyed girl, "And unlike you, she has changed her perception on people. Not everyone is as bad as you think. Not because someone is rich means that person is nice." He thought of those girls who had laughed at Jou days ago since they were hurting the blond on purpose. It was just like beauty. Having a good-looking appearance didn't mean that person was cute if he or she had a dirty heart. Why couldn't his dad understand that?
"You might think that Jou is someone who only thinks of himself, but you're wrong. Jou isn't selfish. He saved my virginity by sacrificing...himself..." Anzu said darkly, protesting. "The only selfish person is you, not Jou. He is unlike any other people I meet."
"Don't joke around with me, Miss.Masaki. A low-class insect like him will _never_ do such a thing for someone who doesn't like him, nor helping anyone that isn't related to him." Panseru affirmed stubbornly, not wanting to believe it.
"But Mr.Motou..."
"Forget about it, Anzu. He's too bullheaded to change his mind." Yami sighed, shaking his head. "Is it because of...mother?" He didn't miss the shocked expression that had passed on Panseru's face seconds ago. It seemed to be true that something had happened between his parents, but he didn't know what it was. His dada's secretary had told him a little bit about it, as she didn't remember well what had happened between Panseru and his wife. The only thing Yami knew was his mother wasn't from a rich family, and that surprised him a lot. The young CEO thought that his dad hated paupers! Guess his mother was the reason why Panseru didn't like the poor.
"I don't know what you are talking about." Panseru replied as calmly as he could, not wanted to confess that it _was_ because of his wife.
"Don't try to deny it, father. Mrs.Suzy has told me everything she knows." Yami smirked. It wasn't a lie as she did tell him about it, even thought the red-eyed teen didn't find out what had caused his dad's hate toward his mother and the rest of people that were inferior to them. But if he had success, maybe Panseru would tell him everything that Yami wanted to know. Especially things about his dearest mother.
"She did, huh?" Panseru frowned, this was not good...
"What did Yami's mother do?" Anzu questioned, "Did she leave you? Or fly away with another guy?" She smiled sweetly after seeing Panseru's stunned expression, it seemed like she hit a BINGO. Anzu might not be a mind reader, but she wasn't bad at guessing games at all.
"Fine! I understand!" Panseru let out a sigh, raising his hand in defeat, "It is half of your beloved mother's fault, Yami. Can't believe it, huh?" He couldn't accept the fact that that the young teens of these days were this pushy! Of course he was happy about having a son being good at threatening people, but that girl was even better than Yami!
"So I was right? She did something unforgivable and that's why you hate people that are inferior to us?" Anzu clapped her hands happily, grinning like a manic, "Why don't you tell us the real thing before the scene?" She gave Panseru a menacing look, smiling in a too-nice way. The brunette was curious, and so was Yami.
Panseru let a cold sweat fell along his cheek. Now he understood why you should never let Anzu found out your weakness, so other points that she could turn back against to you. But that was one of the main reasons why he had chosen her as Yami's wife.
"Actually....I wasn't Motou family's real son..." Panseru cleaned his throat, unable to accept that he was talking about _this_ to THEM! "I met Kari, your mother, at university and we got married after completing it together." The middle-aged man sighed, running his hand through his spiky hairs. "It's one of the things that I regret the most."
"Several years later, I decided to investigate in a company. I always dreamed of being my own boss, having my own business running around in a part of market. But your mother has broken my dream. "He curled his hands into balls, frowning. "She took all the money I have after I have signed all the contracts and papers, the time when I needed my money the most. And you know what she did? She ran away with it, leaving me alone with all the debts that I have to pay. I sold out everything I have on me, even my house, but I didn't have enough to pay back all of obligations I had to pay. I was at the end of my life road with nothing on me when Motou Corp.'s leader, your grandfather, came to me and helps me to pass this difficult time. As result, I became his adopted son as he didn't have any children with his wife." He paused to take some air before continued, "Years after that even, Kari came to me with you on her arms, wanted me to accept her. Hn. She thought that as long as she has my child with her, I'll be obligate to take her back to home. But she was wrong." Panseru snorted, smiling coldly. "I took you by force and leave her alone in the world with nothing, just like what she had done to me. I'll never forgive what that woman has done to me in the past. All she loves is only money, and not me." Yami's dad groaned darkly, narrowing his eyes. "Listen, Yami. I don't want you to do the same error as me. I know that love can make people blind, but you have to analyze with your brain logically and intelligently." The red-eyed man said sincerely. Heck, he was doing this for his son's safeness; Yami should at least thank him instead of debating and complaining!
"I know that you're doing this for me, and I understand how sad, depressive and mad you are toward mother. I'm not against it, but I think that not every poor is like her, father. And I know that Jou isn't someone like that." Yami told his father firmly, unmoved from hearing his father's story. He wasn't heartless, but his father had shown him not to show too much pity, after all. "He will never take advantage of other people or else he won't be working now." He just couldn't believe that his mother was someone cruel enough to take advantage of people like that. It was unthinkable. But he couldn't change what had happened, could he? He'd just have to accept it, and so would his father.
"Yeah, Mr.Motou!" Anzu chimed in supportively, with several vigorous nods. "Jou is living with Mr.Kaiba now and he is still going to Valentine's Coffee Shop for working. If he was a greedy person, he would stop working and live comfortably with Mr.Kaiba as long as he wants and I don't think that Mr.Kaiba would mind at all." But she had learned that Jou wasn't like that at all; he was a kind, thoughtful young man who didn't like to trouble other people, and definitely wasn't like Mr. Motou's wife.
"How can you be sure that beggar isn't someone like Kari? How do you know that he isn't acting round to earn your trust?" Panseru argued heatedly, unconvinced by their testimonials in his favor. The image of sparkling brown eyes and soft blonde hair floated in his mind, alternately shifting from girl to boy, and back again. Kari smiling softly at him, expectantly waiting for him to welcome her back with open arms.... Jou walking with Yami, smiling delightedly as they were on their way to the theater..... Yes, he'd known about the dates, too. He wasn't a fool. The two looked so much alike, almost like they were twins..... And Jou was acting just like Kari had acted, when they had first started dating. It was too much of a coincidence; Yami and Anzu were wrong. They HAD to be. And he wasn't going to let his son be hurt like he had been!
"Because...._Unlike_ us, he isn't good at lying or at acting." Yami answered impatiently. It was so OBVIOUS! Why couldn't his father see it? Not only love made people blind; hate did too. His father just didn't understand. He was so stubborn! "Jou isn't stupid, but he isn't smart either." The young CEO smirked as he warmed to his point, though he didn't like how he was almost calling one of his best friends-- his love-- stupid. "Why don't you just observe him for a few days before judging him? You barely know him, so how can you say what kind of person he is?"
"I might do that." Panseru sighed wearily, rubbing his temples. His son was just like he was, which was both good and bad; both of them had already made up their minds, but Panseru knew he had to un-make Yami's. He wanted his son to be strong, yes, but he didn't want Yami to have to suffer needlessly. "You're too stubborn, Yami. I guess you'll be with him even if I say no, right? Even if I keep eye on you 24 hours per day, you will still find a way to be with him, right? You're my son, so I know you better than anyone. Once decided, you will never change your mind even if you know it will only lead you to the road of destruction." He shook his head in frusteration, wishing that his son could be just a little different, to make it a little easier. Why wouldn't Yami give in for once? Because he'd been taught that he never should, of course; Panseru could remember showing Yami how important that was himself. Well, Yami might be stubborn, but he was even moreso, and he was determined not to let Jou ruin Yami by being with him. But there was the big question: how would he do it? He didn't want to hurt Jou if he could help it, since the boy hadn't done anything YET, but if he had to, it didn't matter. As long as Yami stayed safe, it would be fine.
Yami nodded without hesitation, glad that his father finally seemed to understand. He WOULD be with Jou, whether his father liked it or not, and nothing would stop him. It was still nice to know that his father wouldn't stop him, though.... "Like I said, love can make people blind, don't you agree?"
"Agree or not, I just want to say one thing: I don't want to marry Yami. Is that set?" Anzu smiled weakly, hoping that the entire conversation would be over soon. She just wanted to make sure that she wouldn't be involved in this anymore; she loved Yugi, Yugi loved her, and there was no way she would get married to Yami, even if Mr. Motou had demanded it. After all, she wasn't a politician's daughter for nothing, right?
"You don't have to if you don't want to, Miss.Masaki." Panseru replied, a little too quickly. "I'm sorry to waste your precious time." Anzu was a good debater, he had to admit, and she looked out for herself. She would have made a good wife for Yami, if it had worked out; he knew that it wouldn't, though, and didn't concern himself with it anymore. She was such a successful person that she could get married to just about anyone she wanted, even if it was Yami's cousin. As for Yami himself, Panseru had other plans already.... "Do you need a ride, Miss.Masaki?"
"Why not?" Anzu beamed delightedly, thrilled that everything had worked out so perfectly. She wouldn't have to marry someone she didn't love, neither did Yami, and they had even managed to change how Mr. Motou thought about poor people! "Thank you, Mr.Motou!"
"No problem." Panseru reassured her with a smile, and led the brown-haired lady outside, leaving an overjoyed young man in the big mansion. Things had worked out perfectly for Yami, too, and he was very excited about it. Now that he didn't have to worry about marrying Anzu, he could try harder at getting Jou back, and since his father had changed his opinions, Yami didn't even need to be afraid of his father disapproving, either.
Panseru's smile was just as lighthearted as the two teenagers he'd been speaking with, content in the knowledge that he was going to be protecting his son from a fate like his own. Yami was a strong man, he knew, and would go far in the business world; Panseru was just giving him the opportunity to shine without a setback like Kari, in this new, trickier male form. Once this was all over, Yami would thank him.....
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I know the chappy looks really stupid, but I wrote it during class hours, which isn't a good idea at all^^;;
Anyways, merry Christmas everybody!