"Kaiba."
I looked up from where I lay in my bed, seeing Yugi watching me from a seat. My vision cleared, allowing me to see that Jounochi was there, too, but wasn't looking at me.
"Yes?" I asked softly, hiding my face in a pillow.
Yugi continued, "Honda told me what happened."
"I'm sorry I slept with him," I said, staring up at Jounochi with tearful eyes. "I just couldn't get over you."
Jounochi finally met my eyes, looking at me with sympathy. "Don't let that bother you at all."
"What is this about, then? You going to tell me I'm a sick fool? I already know that."
"Kaiba-chan...this isn't about that. Specifically. We want you to get better, Kaiba-chan."
"'Better?'" I repeated.
"You've been under so much stress, Kaiba. You weren't the poster boy for mental health before and Mokuba passing on only made it worse."
I stared up at them. "Are you trying to say I'm--"
"No, Kaiba," Jounochi spoke up. He came over to the bed and climbed onto the bed next to me. He began stroking my hair. "We ARE saying you're mentally ill."
I buried my face in his chest, crying softly. "I love you, Jou."
He hugged me, pulling me close and petting me gently.
"Every time I think I have life handled and I get over something, something else always triggers this...pain. I can't handle this anymore."
Yugi took my hand and said, "We want you to get a counselor. Someone you will talk to and who can help you sort through your feelings."
"Oh...okay..." I whispered. I pulled him onto the bed and the three of us laid there. I began to feel safer and more secure just laying there with them then I had ever had before.
Some time later, when I was a bit afraid on whether they were asleep or not, I asked softly, "How is Otogi?"
"Yugi," Jou whispered sleepily. "I'm bi."
"I'm gay," he whispered.
"Figures," he said softly. "I was still scared to tell you. I'm dating Otogi."
Yugi nodded, sadly. "He's very lucky."
I cut through the bullshit. "Yugi loves you, Jou. And I love Jou, Yugi. But Jou is with Otogi. And Otogi is one of the cruelest people I've ever met."
"You're one to talk," Jou snapped at me. "I'm with him because he makes me- -"
"Happy?"
"Not exactly. Secure."
I pulled him into a kiss. "Please love me," I begged.
"Oh god..." Jounochi's voice wavered. "You can't give me..."
"Repetition. I know I can't." I pulled him onto me, taking both hands in mine. "But I can promise you complete devotion and arms to hold you no matter what. Please," I begged. "Please. If not me, at least not Otogi. Please?"
Jounochi began to breathe oddly, like he could barley breathe at all. I realized he was trying not to cry. He laid his head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arms around him. He whispered, "I can't do this right now."
I cried for my losses, apologizing to Yugi. "I'm sorry, I never meant to compete with you again."
Yugi laughed softly, taking my hand and giving it a squeeze. "Maybe it's fate."
Fate.
I had always hated that word. That concept. That my entire life was handed to me in a little package before I was even born. That some higher god controlled my life.
Was it fate I became a Kaiba?
Was it fate Yugi beat me?
Was it fate Mokuba died?
Was it fate that I lay there, with my former two annoyances?
A smile on my face for the first time in a long time?
I kissed the top of Jou's head, which made him nuzzle into my neck. "Not Otogi," he whispered, sounding asleep.
We had a long way to go, didn't we?
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Strange ending, huh? Well, I've been writing this for awhile. My computer says since July 11th.
Wow.
Um, anyway... It's over. No more updates. If I the muse strikes, there might be a sequel, but don't count on it. Thanks for reading and I hoped you liked it.
I looked up from where I lay in my bed, seeing Yugi watching me from a seat. My vision cleared, allowing me to see that Jounochi was there, too, but wasn't looking at me.
"Yes?" I asked softly, hiding my face in a pillow.
Yugi continued, "Honda told me what happened."
"I'm sorry I slept with him," I said, staring up at Jounochi with tearful eyes. "I just couldn't get over you."
Jounochi finally met my eyes, looking at me with sympathy. "Don't let that bother you at all."
"What is this about, then? You going to tell me I'm a sick fool? I already know that."
"Kaiba-chan...this isn't about that. Specifically. We want you to get better, Kaiba-chan."
"'Better?'" I repeated.
"You've been under so much stress, Kaiba. You weren't the poster boy for mental health before and Mokuba passing on only made it worse."
I stared up at them. "Are you trying to say I'm--"
"No, Kaiba," Jounochi spoke up. He came over to the bed and climbed onto the bed next to me. He began stroking my hair. "We ARE saying you're mentally ill."
I buried my face in his chest, crying softly. "I love you, Jou."
He hugged me, pulling me close and petting me gently.
"Every time I think I have life handled and I get over something, something else always triggers this...pain. I can't handle this anymore."
Yugi took my hand and said, "We want you to get a counselor. Someone you will talk to and who can help you sort through your feelings."
"Oh...okay..." I whispered. I pulled him onto the bed and the three of us laid there. I began to feel safer and more secure just laying there with them then I had ever had before.
Some time later, when I was a bit afraid on whether they were asleep or not, I asked softly, "How is Otogi?"
"Yugi," Jou whispered sleepily. "I'm bi."
"I'm gay," he whispered.
"Figures," he said softly. "I was still scared to tell you. I'm dating Otogi."
Yugi nodded, sadly. "He's very lucky."
I cut through the bullshit. "Yugi loves you, Jou. And I love Jou, Yugi. But Jou is with Otogi. And Otogi is one of the cruelest people I've ever met."
"You're one to talk," Jou snapped at me. "I'm with him because he makes me- -"
"Happy?"
"Not exactly. Secure."
I pulled him into a kiss. "Please love me," I begged.
"Oh god..." Jounochi's voice wavered. "You can't give me..."
"Repetition. I know I can't." I pulled him onto me, taking both hands in mine. "But I can promise you complete devotion and arms to hold you no matter what. Please," I begged. "Please. If not me, at least not Otogi. Please?"
Jounochi began to breathe oddly, like he could barley breathe at all. I realized he was trying not to cry. He laid his head on my shoulder and I wrapped my arms around him. He whispered, "I can't do this right now."
I cried for my losses, apologizing to Yugi. "I'm sorry, I never meant to compete with you again."
Yugi laughed softly, taking my hand and giving it a squeeze. "Maybe it's fate."
Fate.
I had always hated that word. That concept. That my entire life was handed to me in a little package before I was even born. That some higher god controlled my life.
Was it fate I became a Kaiba?
Was it fate Yugi beat me?
Was it fate Mokuba died?
Was it fate that I lay there, with my former two annoyances?
A smile on my face for the first time in a long time?
I kissed the top of Jou's head, which made him nuzzle into my neck. "Not Otogi," he whispered, sounding asleep.
We had a long way to go, didn't we?
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Strange ending, huh? Well, I've been writing this for awhile. My computer says since July 11th.
Wow.
Um, anyway... It's over. No more updates. If I the muse strikes, there might be a sequel, but don't count on it. Thanks for reading and I hoped you liked it.