Once again..... I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh!.
In reality it was only about 2 hours. Chris got up and checked her digital clock. Only 5 AM. She looked up, Joey was sound asleep, snoring. She giggled to herself, and felt something on her waist. She looked down to see Joey's arm around her side. 'I think I'm starting to like him a little more than Ryou. Oh come on Chris, MAKE UP YOUR DAMN MIND!' she kicked herself mentally. Two boys, gotta choose one. Damn. Hard choice. Joey's brave, and funny, and she respected that.. Ryou was quiet and to himself, like her. But she kinda hated his yami. She looked over to Ryou, who had a white shirt with sleeves that came to his elbows. His sleeves were pulled up, probably because he was tossing. She saw bruises and cuts all down his arms. She reached her hand out slowly to touch his cuts, but at the slightest contact, Ryou jumped and stirred in his sleep, "Hmmm go away Bakura, don't touch me," he mumbled into the pillow. 'It's Bakura, he hits him.. I knew it,' she thought to herself, 'that's why he was crying before, Bakura was probably threatening him. And that would explain his constant trembling.' She just lied there for a while, checking on Ryou from time to time.
She jumped when she felt Joey's arm move. He groaned and rubbed his eyes, "Huh what time is it?" he mumbled. Chris looked at the clock, "5:15 Joey, you can go back to sleep if you want." He just shook his head, "Anyone else up yet?" Chris pointed to where Yugi and Yami were sleeping, "Guess they woke up. I think everyone else's still sleeping." Joey nodded, "well did ya get a good night's sleep?" "Not really, I woke up like 3 times in the middle of the night. Kept gettin creeped." Joey put a hand on her shoulder, "it's only a movie." "Yeah I know, but they seem so real, and as the saying goes "Sometimes dreams can become reality" And I keep having the Chrise dream about Michael Myers. I wake up right as he puts his knife to my throat," she shuddered at the thought of her terrifying dream, "And it all seems so real, I'm just afraid something like that's really gonna happen." There was fear in her voice, and a tear ran down her cheek. She was trembling. "Dreams're just dreams, they're not gonna become reality," Joey hugged her lightly, hoping to calm her. "I know, but if you could experience how real these dreams are, you'd be scared too." "Yeah I know what you mean... Why don't we head upstairs and get somethin to eat. I mean to like get our minds off this stuff." Chris nodded and got up, Joey got up too. She tiptoed upstairs, making sure she didn't wake anyone up, and turned the doorknob. As soon as they were about to pass a full length mirror, Chris grabbed onto Joey's hand and closed her eyes. "What's wrong? It's only a mirror," Joey stated. Chris shook, "You ever heard the legend of Bloody Mary?" Joey nodded, "Well a few months ago, when I was in Texas, five older kids ganged up on me, threw me into a bathroom for fun with the lights off and screamed Bloody Mary three times. And I almost got killed," Chris started to tremble uncontrollably. But Joey held her, "It's alright," he reassured her, "I won't let anything happen to you." She looked up at him, "Joey," she whispered. "Yeah?" She stood on her tiptoes to reach his lips. She kissed him gently. When she broke away, he was blushing like mad, and staring at her dumbfounded. "S-sorry," she stuttered. He shook his head, "I j-just d-didn't know y-you f-felt the same way," he couldn't speak straight, "all this time, I thought you liked Ryou." "Joey, I've liked you from day one, I just didn't think you liked me so I didn't tell you," the blonde teen took her chin in his hand and lifted it to look at him, he closed his eyes and lowered his lips upon hers.
Chris's eyes widened, she'd never felt like this before. Joey seemed a little tense at first, expecting her to pull back and slap him across the face, but she put her arms around his neck. The older boy placed his hands on Chris's shoulders, stopping her usual trembling on contact. She felt a shock flow through her veins, sure she's been kissed before, but nothing this intense. Normally her kisses were about a half second. She could sense that Joey was nervous, but she didn't know how to calm him down. She slightly pulled him down so she could stand flat on her feet, being about five inches shorter than Joey. She knew how to kiss, so she slightly nipped at his bottom lip, causing him to shiver a little. Joey'd never experienced anything this intense either, so he was surprised. Chris opened her eyes slightly to see if anyone was around. Her eyes wandered to the kitchen, spotting Yami and Yugi playing dominoes on the table. Not wanting the guys to see them, she broke away slightly and whispered into Joey's ear, "If we stay like this any longer, Yugi and Yami are gonna walk in on us." She took him by his wrist, not holding on too tight, leading him into the living room.
They smirked at each other. Joey playfully pushed her up against the wall, making sure he didn't make any noise. He started kissing her again, but not aggressivly. The young teen giggled a bit, "Joey, don't make the freakin walls shake. I would like to stay concious through this." The blonde nodded, "Don't worry, I wouldn't hurt you. Not in a million years." "Damn, I haven't had this feeling since seventh grade winter break." Joey looked confused, "Huh?" Chris laughed, "Well, when I was in seventh grade, there was this kid Nicky. He liked me and I liked him, we were both punk-rockers playing the electric guitar with the amp on full blast. On winter break, I was supposed to go over his house since his brother had gone away to college, and his parents were gone for the break. As soon as I got over there, we both pulled out our electric guitars and started playing to random bands like Three Days Grace and Good Charlotte. I even did a little of "My Happy Ending" by Avril for him. So, we sat down and started watching The Texas Chainsaw Massaccre, the newer version that was released on video about a year ago. At the end, they said that Leatherface was never caught and that the case was never closed. So I got really scared and like hid my face in his sweatshirt. A few minutes later I got up to get a soda and when I came back, he was goofin and pushed me up against the wall and started kissin' me... Just like this... But somehow, it didn't seem as intense and special as now." "Wow... Normally when I try to kiss a girl, they slap me," Joey blushed and put his hand on his neck. "Well why's that... Do you make a direct approach or is it that maybe they wanna stay friends? Believe me. I have guy friends that've gone through that so many times it's not funny. There was one kid, his name was Eliot. He had so many girl problems. He tried to kiss this girl in my class once, Robin. And she slapped him so hard that he had her handprint on his cheek for two weeks." Joey chuckled at her story, "Anything else you have to say?" he asked. "Yeah," she whispered, Joey raised an eyebrow. She leaned up to whisper in his ear, giggling, "Kiss me." With that he took her shoulders and lowered his head to catch her lips in a passionate kiss.
Chris put her arms around his neck and he put his arms around her small waist. Chris thought she heard someone coming so she softly broke the kiss, "I think I hear someone coming." Joey nodded. She rested her wrist on his neck and he felt something rough on her skin, he looked to see what it was and he saw a scab on her wrist, right across her vien. His eyes widened in shock, that's why she normally had sweatbands on her wrists and arm warmers on her arms. "C-Chris, w-what h-happened." She looked at him, "What do you mean Joey?" He hesitated and took her wrist in his hand. She took her hand back and shoved it behind her back, along with her other wrist, "Nothing." She tried to turn away, but he took her shoulders and lifted her chin to look at him directly, "What happened to your wrist." "Nothing Joey." "This isn't nothing," he gently took her arm from behind her back and held her wrist in his hand, "How long have you been doing this." She mumbled something that Joey couldn't understand, "What?" "I said since I was nine." "Chris.... You're not doing this as a suicide attempt are you?" "No.. I don't wanna die... I used to, but not anymore." "What made you change your mind." She looked up at him as a blush tainted her cheeks, "You. I've realized now that I have more to live for than I thought." "Chris.... What made you start this." Chris looked up into Joey's deep, chocolate eyes, "It all started when my dad died. I was nine years old, and it hit me pretty hard. So I had to find a way to release the pain, so I started cutting my legs. No one noticed it at first but when summer hit, all my friends noticed it when I wore my bathing suit. So I started doing it to my wrists, which you can hide with sweatbands. I started doing it more often and I became addicted. It's just so hard to stop," she broke down and Joey took her in his arms.
In the other room, Yugi and Yami were playing dominoes. "Hey, Yami, do you hear anything?" Yugi asked his darker counterpart. Yami listened intently to whatever his aibou heard. He heard faint crying coming from the living room. He got up and looked, but when he saw Chris in Joey's arms, he figured he'd leave them alone. "What was it Yami?" "Chris. But she's in there with Joey so they might wanna be left alone."
Meanwhile, downstairs in Chris' room, the others were sleeping. Ryou was tossing in his sleep violentley from his dreams. Téa was sleeping peacefully, and Tristan was just getting up. He stretched and got up from his place on the soft black carpeting, trying not to wake up Ryou or Téa. He quietly made his way upstairs and to the kitchen. When he saw Yami and Yugi sitting at the table playing dominoes, he sat down next to Yugi, "Hey, what time did you get up?" "Oh around 6," Yugi piped. Tristan rubbed his eyes, 'Wow, earlybirds." Yami nodded, "He gets up really early." Tristan yawned, "Hey what's that noise?" "Chris, she's in there with Joey." "Ohh, ok then." There was a silence for a while, and the quiet crying coming from the other room subsided. Just then, Chris and Joey walked in, the young girl pulling down her sleeves until her pijama shirt was sliding off her shoulders. She opened the fridge and got a can of Sprite. "Oh, morning guys." Chris yawned, trying to look tired. She made a pretty good attempt to cover the fact that she had been crying only moments before, "How's Ryou, Tristan?" "He's tossing pretty bad in his sleep." She shook her head, "He worries me." She sat down and took a small sip of her soda. Yami and Yugi continued their game of dominoes. After about five minutes, Téa came up the stairs, "Chris, I think you should go down there because Ryou's starting to really worry me... He's trembling like he's seen a ghost." Chris looked worried. She put her Sprite on the table and went downstairs to see Ryou. Sure enough he was panting and trembling. She ran to him and shook him trying to wake him up, "Ryou... Wake up..." she whispered. Ryou stirred and his eyes fluttered open, "Chris?" "Yeah... What's wrong? You were panting and trembling." Ryou brushed it off in fear of Bakura, "nothing."