Disclaimer: Guess what my name is. I'll give you a hint: it's not Kazuki Takahashi. So any questions about whether I'm the genius who created Yu-Gi-Oh should be answered, though I won't deny being a genius, after all, I discovered fanfiction at one point in my life, and that was pretty smart you have to admit
CHAPTER 3: Transfer it to Canvas
Of all the things I've believed in
I just want to get it over with
Tears form behind my eyes
But I do not cry
Counting the days that pass me by
"Joey," his father said gravely as he sat down on the other side of the living room. It was a quaint room with only a sofa and two chairs with a small table in the middle, but it was comfortable. "I'm afraid I have some news you might not except very easily."
"What is it?" Joey asked, his mouth suddenly going very dry.
"My company is starting a new branch and they want me to head it," Mr. Wheeler said carefully.
"Well, dat's good isn't it?" Joey asked, confused.
"This new branch is going to be inBrooklyn," Mr. Wheeler replied, watching his son for a reaction.
"Brooklyn, as in New York?" Joey questioned, feeling numb. "As in the United States?"
"Unfortunately," Mr. Wheeler answered his son. "You do realize what this means don't you?"
"We're, we're movin'," Joey whispered, the room beginning to spin. He closed his eyes, half-hoping that when he opened them again he would find himself in bed and this would all be just a bad dream, the move, the art show, everything.
"Yes," his father's voice said, cutting through the darkness Joey had been trying to hide in. "At the end of August. Look on the bright side of things, son, at least you can already speak English so that won't be a problem and I hear there are some excellent schools over there."
"I, I guess," Joey said, opening his eyes but refusing to look at his father. Instead he focused his gaze on a little stain on the sofa. How long had that been there? It looked a bit like chocolate, funny how he had never seen it until now when he had just heard that his entire life was about to be ruined.
"Why don't you think about this for a while, maybe talk about it with your friends so you get comfortable with the idea," Mr. Wheeler suggested.
"All right," Joey answered softly, standing up and walking upstairs and back into his room, his mind shutting down almost completely. Lying back down on his bed Joey was only able to grasp onto one last thought before it suddenly became too much and he fell into a troubled slumber, he would enter the charity show as a final good-bye to Seto. It felt like the right thing to do.
I've been searching deep down in my soul
Words that I'm hearing
Are staring to get old
It feels like I'm starting all over again
The last three years were just pretend
And I said
The next morning Joey woke up early, only a little after six. But the sun was already beginning to shine through his window, the blinds still raised. Yesterday didn't register in his mind clearly, to him, still almost asleep as he was, it was only a dream he had experienced last night, nothing more and of no concern.
He stood up and walked over to his dresser, almost on auto-pilot, picked out clothes and headed into the bathroom for his daily shower. Dimly he made out that his father's bedroom door was wide open, the bed made and his father gone. This was no surprise, however, so it made little impression on the still half-asleep boy. Joey couldn't remember the last time his father had been home in the morning, weekend or otherwise.
He walked into the bathroom, his feet freezing on the floor since the air-conditioning was just outside, and shut the door. After laying his folded clothes on the counter he stripped and flung the dirty clothes into the hamper. Yawning, he turned on the shower and stepped in. In a few moments the water heated up and the cobwebs cleared away from his mind. As he washed his hear vigorously yesterday returned with a clarity that nearly paralyzed him.
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
"Damn," he whispered, dropping his sudsy hands to his side. The water quickly washed the foam off but he barely noticed. BrooklynGod, it was like another planet, an entire day behind with different customs, different food, different people. None of his friends would be there, Serenity and his mom would be even farther away and Seto Joey shook his head, it didn't matter. Seto would never have feelings for him that way.
Sighing, he turned his attention back to his hair. He suddenly had a thought as he was rinsing it out. Perhaps it was time to get it cut, he was moving after all. First to get a new look, then a new home, a new school, and eventually new friends. He wondered if they played duel monsters over there, that would certainly be a plus!
Joey turned off the shower and stepped out, grabbing a towel from the rack on the wall. He dried himself off quickly and dressed, there were some things he had to get if he was going to enter that art show.
I still get lost in your eyes
And it seems that I can't live a day
Without you
Closing my eyes and you chase my
Thoughts away
To a place where
I am blinded by the light
But it's not right
"Shit," Joey cursed as he stared into the window of the art store. The sign said it didn't open today until 1, and then it was only open until 5.
"Stupid store," he muttered. Now what was he going to do for the next six hours? Brooklynthe name flashed across his mind. It was going to drive him crazy, he knew it. It was like everything else he'd never had a choice in and he hated that. But it did give him an idea. See, Yugi was known to be an early riser
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything that I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
Seto winced as he slowly sat up. You would think after doing this several times he would have learned his lesson, but the CEO kept finding himself waking up onto of his computer, stiff, sore, and feeling far older and than he really was.
Standing up and stretching his mind seized on one thing: coffee. Nothing like a big cup of black coffee to wake you up. He shuffled out of his study and down the hall until he came to the ridiculously large staircase that he then made his way down slowly, too tired to bother taking the normal two steps at a time.
As soon as he entered the kitchen the wonderful aroma of hot caffeine, er, coffee, filled his nose and he breathed deep. Mokuba was good, very good. It was almost alarming how well the younger Kaiba knew his brother.
"Morning Seto," Mokuba chirped, handing the teen a large cup of the coffee he had been craving. It was pathetic, really, how addicted he had become to it ever since he had taken over his stepfather's company. He couldn't wake up properly anymore without it.
"Morning Mokie," he said through his yawn as the caffeine slowly made its way through his blood stream.
"So what were you doing last night?" Mokuba said once Seto had consumed enough of the black drink. "I would have thought that you would have gone to bed, plotting ways to get Joey to enter."
"Thought about it," Seto said, taking another sip. "Decided it wasn't worth it. True artists don't need more persuasion that what I gave him." Another sip of coffee burned its way down his throat before he continued. "I had to work on the rest of the charity event, working out who was coming, what they would most likely buy, about how much money we can expect to give the hospital off of this among other things."
"You work too hard," Mokuba said, frowning.
"And you worry to much," Seto retorted, smiling slightly though. "That makes us even."
"I have a question," Mokuba said suddenly before Seto could go back to concentrating on his drink.
"What?" his brother replied, taking a bagel off the table and putting his coffee down so he could butter it.
"How did you find out Joey was taking art classes in the first place?" Seto stopped buttering to look at his brother.
"What makes you ask that?"
"Well, it just seems like you two used to hate each other. Then you found out Joey was taking art and suddenly you two were getting along. I was just wondering why," Mokuba said with a shrug. Seto looked almost helplessly at his brother, not sure how he could answer if Mokuba could remember why.
And it hurts to want everything and
Nothing at the same time
I want what's yours
And I want what's mine
I want you
But I'm not giving in this time
Goodbye to you
Goodbye to everything I thought I knew
You were the one I loved
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
The one thing that I tried to hold on to
And when the stars fall
I will lie awake
You're my shooting star
While no one guessed, I'll tell you anyway. Nobuhiro is the author or "Rurouni Kenshin"
Next Chapter:
Seto looked uncomfortably at his brother. Yes, it was because he had found out Joey was taking art classes that his opinion of him had changed, but clearly Mokuba couldn't remember why that would be important. And even after all this time, it hurt so much to think about it Seto wasn't sure he could explain it to his brother. But part of that he could answer.
"His sister, Serenity called me," Seto said. "And she asked me something"
Now the responses to my lovely reviewers: Thanks so much!
4 CHAPTER 1:
Lain: I'm writing more, and I'm glad you find it interesting. I you find this chapter just as interesting as the last two!
Amme: Yeah, it's supposed to be Tea, but see when I was typing it on my computer I used insert symbol to get a little slash over the E and it doesn't look right on-line, so for chapter 2 I didn't use the symbol thing and she's not mentioned at all in this chapter so problem solved! Yay! Oh yeah, glad you like my fic!
4 CHAPTER 2:
Killian: Oh, I feel so bad, I almost missed your review when I was doing this! Sorry! But I'm glad you love my storyand am a bit confused as to why anyone would be jealous about how I writebut I'm updating so I hope that's good
BarbedWire23: But it can! Lol. Yes, they're moving. I was considering also having his mother die, but that seemed to similar to what happened to that other artist I mentioned so I decided against it. Oh yes, is this soon enough for you?
Kumori Sakusha formerly Saelbu: Updating soon and glad to hear you're still reading it!
kate5: blinks nervously Wow, you have a lot ofenergy. giggles nervously I'd hate to see what you'd do if I never updated againlaughs just kidding! I'm glad you're enjoying it.
Shin Mao: It's amazing what people seem to think, for instance, I can stop there, and you've just proven that I can in fact write a cliffhanger decently. Thanks, I was worried about that 'cause on another of my fics for the few couple chapters my cliffhangers were really blah. reads the rest of the review a Seto AND Jou plushie? gets large puppy dog eyes I've updated, now do I get them? Pwease!!!!!!!!!
Puppy 'Yaoi Queen' Love: And I've updated again! Go me!
copperwolf: Thanks. smirks at Darkness's Creation Hah! People do so love kaiba/joey fics! I win! You have no taste! Muahahahaha! coughs weakly Erm, yeah, anyway, I'm happy that you like my story, makes me feel special.
Yuriko-chan: Sorry for making you wait so long, but it's necessary to the plot. Don't worry, in another chapter or two there will be Seto/Joey, I promise!
ReMeDy10: strikes super hero pose Don't worry! I'll save you will me super powers of updating the story! Does it help that he decided to enter? The news isn't that badis it?
fanficlunatic234: It was, wasn't it? Hmm, fluffy sweet movie type, you know what? They should have a Yu-Gi-Oh movie where something like this really happensof course that's wishful thinking to beyond the extreme sigh if only authors listened to people like us wonderful fanfic authors, things would be even better in these shows, don't you agree?
mandapandabug: I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I'm blind, the one B split into two before my very eyes! sigh at least I spelled it right this time. Is this chapter good? I wasn't sure and oh yes, dam it is spelled dammit, just so you know grins not that it really mattersglad you're still liking my story, do you like this song to? Michelle Branch is awesome, I have to sayand yes, I'll ignore you stupidity 'cause it can't be anywhere near as big as mine
Hope you all enjoyed this chapter, it's quite shocking how soon I updated, though I'm not sure if this is a very good chapter sighs oh well, next chapter will be MUCH, MUCH better. And I hope even more that you'll review it 'cause like I said before the more reviews I get the sooner I update! Also, I apologize if I missed anyone! It was unintentional, but I'm pretty sure I got everybody this time, so that's good Remo