"Just a minute," Shizuka replied to the incessant pounding on the apartment door. Honestly, why did they have to arrive while she was busy writing a diary entry, and her mother was not home to answer the door. Reluctantly, she closed her diary and placed her pink pen down next to it.
Whoever it was at the door had very little patience and knocked again. "I'm almost there!" She was getting extremely frustrated with her visitor. Her socked feet slid across the wooden floor as she made her way leisurely down the hall.
She yanked open the door, ready to scold whoever would be so annoyingly persistent. "Shizuka!"
"Onichan?" she managed to blurt out before he bounded into the room, enveloping her in a giant hug. She somehow managed to shut the door behind him. Eventually, she succeeded in pushing him away, gasping for breath.
"Shizuka, I have such wonderful news." She could tell; he was practically glowing. She wondered if it had anything to do with why she could not get a hold of him yesterday. Her brother was strange like that. "You might want to sit down for this."
Well, she had to do what big brother said. If she didn't, he might hyperventilate and die on her or something. So, she obediently went to the living room and sat down on the couch where her brother immediately joined her. Now she really wanted to know what he was going to say to her if she had to sit down for it.
"Actually, I'm not sure if I should tell you."
She wanted to smack him, she really did. "Onichan!" she yelled directly in his ear.
He covered his ear with his hand, pulling away from her. "Alright, I'll tell you." She leaned forward in eager anticipation; who knew what her brother was getting into. "I have a new lover."
She was slightly disappointed; she had been expecting something more interesting. However, things finally made a bit of sense. "So you really were with Yuugi yesterday." She was excited for him. He had only been lusting after him for longer than she cared to remember. He nodded, and she threw her arms around him in a gleeful hug. No more moping! "When?" She had to know all the details. She would live vicariously through her brother's love life.
"The night before last," he admitted, grinning like an idiot. "He came over to spend the night. He was lonely and scared without me."
She highly doubted the last bit; most likely wishful thinking on her brother's part. "And you two ended up having sex in your bed?" This was becoming a rapidly interesting conversation.
"Shizuka!"
"How romantic." She put her hand on the couch and leaned closer to him. "So how many times did you two do it yesterday?"
"Shizuka, you've been spending too much time with Honda," he accused, blushing as he avoided her eyes.
If he was going to be that way about it. "Fine," she said, crossing her arms and leaning back against the couch. "I won't say anything else about it." A few minutes passed in silence before she asked, "Did he really lick chocolate pudding off of you?"
"Shizuka!" he whined, giving her that pitiful look. She stared persistently back at him; she wasn't going to give in that easily. If he didn't want her asking questions, he should not have brought it up. "If I tell you, do you swear to drop the subject of my sex life?"
"You brought it up." He was staring at her with that 'please pity me' look again. "Fine," she reluctantly gave in. He wasn't much fun anymore.
"Well, then, yes."
She raised an eyebrow at him. "Isn't that a bit kinky for your first time?"
"Actually, that was about the fourth or fifth time." She could tell from his facial expression he immediately regretted telling her that. He blushed and averted his eyes. She was just impressed he had actually managed to get anyone back into bed with him. Of course, she was always thought Yuugi was a bit odd. Her suspicions were just confirmed. "Forget I said that."
"I'm not sure I can. My older brother's a slut," she quite earnestly. She really had not expected that sort of thing from them. Then again, with the way he acted at times…
"Shizuka, I'm giving you the wrong impression. You're going to think it's okay to have sex with someone you just started dating twelve times in a twenty-four hour tine span."
Twelve times? And they slept, and ate, and did all the other normal bodily functions within that time period? They really were insane little bunnies, weren't they? "I don't think that at all," she reassured him. She got the distinct impression the conversation was going to become distinctly uncomfortable.
"Because with Yuugi it's different," he hastily continued. She shifted away from him. "It's not just sex; it's a demonstration of our mutual love. Not that you should demonstrate your love for anybody in that manner." Wonderful; he was rambling and bound to never shut up. Blah blah blah. Wasn't it her mother's job to give her the sex talk? Jounouchi did make it much more interesting, but still. She was not looking forward to having this conversation with him. "Shizuka, are you listening to me?"
"Of course," she answered cheerfully. "It's okay for you and Yuugi to have sex because neither one of you can get pregnant, but I can't because I can." Which had basically been what he said, even though he had attempted to disguise it with all that phony love crap. She knew how horny her brother really was. She just couldn't believe Yuugi had actually fallen for it.
"Shizuka, I don't think you understand at all. I love Yuugi and that's the only reason I crawl into bed with him." Maybe he really did after all. His eyes seemed sincere enough.
Still… "Onichan, you're not making any sense. First you tell me not to sleep with someone just because I am in love with them, but then you turn around and tell me the only reason why you crawl into bed with Yuugi is because you love him." He gave her a disgruntled stare. "Seems a bit hypocritical to me."
"You've completely missed my point." He folded his arms and leaned back against the couch.
Shizuka sighed. What exactly was his point? She was beginning to think he really did have no purpose of telling her these things. She watched him pouting for a few more moments, trying to discover what his problem was. She could not understand why he as getting so irritable with her when he did not even seem to have a point. Okay, so maybe she was missing his point. She thought over what he had been talking about: he gave her the sex talk and mentioned Yuugi a lot. She suddenly realized what he was being so bitchy about. "Congratulations, onichan!" She beamed at him; he was such a teenage girl at times. "I'm so happy for you. It's great you and Yuugi have finally gotten together!" About damn time, too.
"Thanks, I feel so happy about this." She giggled; yep, he was such a girl. But at least he was happy which was what really mattered.
"Sir, if I make a suggestion, give up whatever this is you think you are doing." Since when did computer give him advice? Well, actually, she tried it all the time, but he had never listened to her before. She was just a machine, after all. However, if it was a particular other woman giving him the advice, he might just listen. Maybe, depending upon his mood. "I really can't see what you are trying to accomplish."
"Maybe because you're not supposed to," he informed the computer. He reread the first article. All the computer had managed to find referencing the place was three lousy articles, and all three of them had been involving Isis. He was not ready to admit he had reached a dead end. Perhaps there was something he had missed the first time through.
"Sir, I could help you more if I knew exactly what you are trying to do."
He threw the articles down on his desk, running his fingers through his hair. This project was becoming very frustrating. "I can't tell you anything." He could tell no one anything about this project, not even the one he was doing it for.
"Why not? I'm a computer; I can't tell anyone."
"Yes, you can." He pounded his fist on the table; he should just up. He was not getting anywhere; maybe he was just wasting his time. "Are you sure there was nothing else?" he asked, hoping for the best.
"I'll check again," the computer complied, and the busy signal came up on the screen.
He wished something would arise. He had really honestly wanted to fulfill his promise fro reasons he didn't fully understand. He picked up another one of the articles, the one with the map showing places where Isis had discovered new artifacts. There was a piece of the puzzle he was missing; something he could not see. Hopefully the computer would be able to find new information.
"Yuugi, you've been acting strange ever since you came home from Jounouchi's." He froze on the steps, turning around to face the hard, accusing stare of his grandfather. "What are you hiding from us?"
"Nothing," he insisted, sitting down on the stairs. He was not exactly ready to tell his family about Jounouchi. In fact, he truly wanted Jounouchi to be there to offer him support when he broke the news to them. He didn't know how his grandfather would react, but he was positive his mother would throw a fit. She had thought Jounouchi was a bad influence on him. Well, he was on him. Yuugi mentally cursed the spirit of the puzzle for putting such perverted ideas in his head.
"Yuugi, normally I wouldn't push it but your mother really wants to know but didn't want to ask you herself." Well, that explained a lot. Normally his grandfather really didn't care much, so long as he didn't commit a felony. "What did you and Jounouchi do?"
"We didn't do anything wrong," he maintained, folding his arms and slouching backwards. Why was he getting the third degree for spending the night at a friend's house?
"Were you two doing drugs?" Yuugi shook his head no, and his grandfather sighed. "Did he give you alcohol?"
Why was Jounouchi immediately the villain? "No, we weren't doing anything like that."
"He took you whoring, didn't he?" his grandfather accused. Yuugi blushed. "Your mother was right. He is a bad influence on you."
"We didn't go whoring," Yuugi said defensively. How could his grandfather think he would even do such a thing? He wasn't exactly the type to go sleeping around with random people.
"You definitely had sex with someone," he grandfather concluded. "It's the only thing left." Yuugi blushed again. Why, oh why did he have to be subjected to this torture? "You did it with Jounouchi, didn't you?" his grandfather practically yelled.
"Shh, not so loud," Yuugi told him, coming down the stairs to stand next to his grandfather. "Mom will hear you, and I don't want her to find out yet." Actually, if he lived in a perfect world, she would never need to know. Unfortunately, he still lived at home so his mother would have to know the change in status of their relationship so she never walked in on them. "Jounouchi-kun's coming over tonight to offer me support for when I was supposed to tell you two."
"Yuugi, you know I'm happy for you as long as you are sure it is what you want, but your mother… Let me handle your mother if she overreacts."
"Bye, Shizuka! I'll see you later!" he called as he dashed out the door. He had certainly felt much better after telling Shizuka his wonderful news. If only he had not afterwards walked outside into a torrential downpour. He shrugged; he had promised Yuugi he would be there, and he would never break a promise to Yuugi, especially not now.
He sloshed through the puddles on the sidewalk, the lights glimmering in the water. Maybe things were going to change for him. Life could be good with Yuugi. He put his hands in his pockets as he walked along, thinking about the night before him. Most of it would be spent with Yuugi which would most certainly prove to be quite pleasant. Once he got to Yuugi's, his friend would be able to warm him up in a number of wonderful ways. He smiled at the thought; such pleasant warmth coming from Yuugi's mouth, hands, and body. They would feel so nice…
If only he was there right now instead of walking in the frigid rain. The cars hurried past him, sending sprays of water towards his leg. He did not care; he was already soaked through, and the thoughts of Yuugi's warmth were drawing him closer and keeping his spirits lifted.
He was so lost in his fantasy world, he barely noticed the car that had pulled over next to him. "Jounouchi-san." He jumped, turning his attention towards the voice. Isis had rolled down the window and was leaning towards him slightly. "Where are you going?"
"To Yuugi's." He had hardly expected Isis of all people to pull over for the chance to chat with him. He had always thought she was more interested in Kaiba.
"Would you like a ride?"
Would he? It was either catch a ride with the Egyptian woman or walk all the way across town in the pouring rain. He opened the door and climbed in next to her. "Thank you very much." She had certainly just made his life much simpler. He smiled at her as she pulled away from the curb. He really should have paid more attention to her previously. "Why are you still in Domino?" he asked out of sheer curiosity.
"I have some unfinished business." The monotonous sound of the windshield wipers filled the car.
"Concerning Kaiba?" he asked. He really wanted to know.
"Am I that obvious?"
"Don't worry. I'm told I was quite obvious about the object of my affection." He didn't think he had been, but considering the jokes Honda had made, both recently and previously… He became lost in his thoughts about Yuugi, and Isis seemed content to let him go. He figured she was too busy concentrating on driving to notice; the weather was horrendous so he was grateful.
He disappeared into the realm of his memories, savoring the memory of Yuugi's soft, warm body lying pressed against his. If he thought hard enough, he could feel Yuugi's lips gently caressing his skin. Shizuka was right; the chocolate had been a bit kinky, but Yuugi had insisted. He could feel Yuugi's arms around his neck, could hear him whispering his sweet words of love in his ear.
"What the hell is he doing?" He brought his attention back to the present moment, and opened his eyes just in time to see what Isis was talking about. The last thing he remembered was the sound of the shattering glass and the searing pain.
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