MG666 Time for a new chappie! So sorry that I haven't updated, but I can't
get on the internet. Everyday my brother talks to his girlfriend for like 3
hours. *sigh* Oh well...Sorry. I reposted all of the previous chapters and
junk. A few changes.
Yami MG666 You know how these chapters are never-ending? This is finally the last chapter for this one detention! So many details...3 chapters for 4 hours. Man, that took some time for her to write.
Marik I luved it.
MG666 *blush* Thanx to all my reviewers, even if I didn't get that many...*sigh*
Marik I'll banish all who read and don't review this to the Shadow Realm. *evil grin*
MG666 Okay! Even if it is a flame, I'll accept it. Pleaz remember to R&R! Marik, the disclaimer?
Marik Of course, my dear:
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, only the story line, which ain't that original, I admit. Ha! Try to sue me now! *sticks out tongue*
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Chapter 6-Double Detention & Dares: Part 3 [Hopefully final part. x_x ]
Kaiba was the first one to wake up. When he and Joey had fallen asleep, they both had been sitting in chairs next to eachother. He had been just awake enough to tell when Joey went to sleep. They had been innocently propped up by the back of their chairs.
He woke up in a much different situation then when he fell asleep. Apparently, both of them had slid off their chairs and onto the floor. Kaiba was flat on his back. That wasn't the weird part.
Joey was next to him on the floor. Or rather on him. Joey was lying on his side, half-resting on Kaiba's chest and his shoulder was rising and falling in time with Kaiba's breathing.
Joey's arm twitched occasionally, which was Kaiba's guess at why he had woken up.
Joey was still sound asleep. Kaiba yawned loudly and largely, testing how deep Joey was sleeping. Joey didn't even stir.
'Damn, how can he sleep so soundly? I would be awake in a second,' Kaiba thought.
Kaiba found that while they were sleeping, his hand had been draped casually around Joey's waist, and he didn't remove it until he was awake enough to realize what this would look like [0.0]. He was still groggy and wasn't thinking clearly.
Kaiba did wonder how long they had been sleeping. He knew that they had fallen asleep around 6:00 and he looked around for a clock. [Wow, all of the chapters of my fic have happened within like 9 or 10 hours. I just like to put in so many details. ^_~]
The clock read 6:35.
'Damn, there's still about an hour and a half left of detention. Oh well. I really should get up, because the Prune should be back soon to check on us. This position would be hard to explain. Really hard. I might as well...'
He slowly and carefully got his arm off of Joey, and carefully let Joey's torso slide to the floor. Joey had been looking tired all day, so Kaiba tried not to disturb him. Joey stirred a little. He was frowning from whatever dream he had been having.
'He looked tired all day long. I guess I was right to let him keep sleeping. Hey, since when did I care how the Pup was? Oh well, let sleeping dogs lie [^_~],' Kaiba thought, smirking to himself at the last statement.
Kaiba was unaware that he was letting a nightmare continue from not waking Joey up. Kaiba didn't know what horrors filled Joey's sleep.
Joey's dream was filed with memories of all his years living with hid dad. Phantoms of pain from injuries long ago healed were ceaselessly and unmercifully attacking Joey.
Joey started to twitch, but Kaiba didn't see because he was picking up stuff and going back to his desk.
Kaiba did, however, turn around and look at Joey when he whimpered, a pitiful, weak sound barely escaping his lips. Kaiba had a keen sense of hearing, though, and heard it quite clearly.
Then he could just barely hear Joey moan, "Nooo..."
Kaiba walked over to where Joey was sleeping.
Joey broke out in a cold sweat. His face was red and the look on his face was full of pain, sorrow, and wistfulness. [Wow! Those are the biggest words I've used in a while.]
Kaiba put his hand to Joey's forehead. He was burning up with fever, but the sweat was cold, and Kaiba knew that couldn't be good.
Joey looked ill and was starting to jerk back from Kaiba's hand and started to kind of thrash around. His sleep was slowly turning into a mild delirium.
Joey was still sound asleep through all of this, but had a pained look on his face.
Kaiba knew this was definitely not good.
"Joey? Joey! Damn it, wake up! Please wake up! Joey!" Kaiba yelled in a desperate attempt to help Joey. He suddenly realized he actually cared about the Pup's wellbeing.
That was a shocking realization. He finally admitted it, though, which is good. He wasn't going to show he cared that much yet. [The second step is acceptance after the first step, denial, right?]
Joey jerked awake with red eyes and harsh breathing. His forehead banged into Kaiba's and both fell back to the floor, and Joey panted, trying to regain his breath. The memories of his dreams were still fresh in his mind and he could feel the injuries that were from so long ago, and some that weren't from so far back. Especially the one on his arm. It was stinging sharply from the salty sweat.
Kaiba was on his knees and was staring at Joey confusedly. Joey kept himself propped up on his elbows, mostly because he didn't trust himself to stand just then. Kaiba sat Indian-style on the ground, looking at Joey.
"Nice nap, Wheeler?" He asked sarcastically, but not harshly. He was careful not to call him 'Joey' or 'Joseph' so it wouldn't seem he was getting friendly. He also avoided doggy names, so as not to offend Joey. Joey seemed to have enough traumas without being called such names.
Little did he know, Joey didn't mind being called 'Pup.' It was only when Kaiba used it scathingly and demeaningly, which he did most of the time.
Joey's amazing golden eyes were wide-open and alert, yet had a touch of grogginess. He looked like he had just run 5 miles. He would be white as a sheet, underneath his flushed skin.
"Mehh?" was the only thing Joey could get out.
Kaiba shook his head, but looked concerned none-the-less. Joey saw this and smiled.
Joey was returning to his usually skin color, and he wasn't flushed anymore, so he couldn't be that sick.
"What was that?" Kaiba said, referring to the dream and saying each word shortly, so those three words could have been easily replaced with the three words 'what the hell.'
Joey got in a sitting position and replied, "Just a nightmare. I get them bad sometimes." Joey wished Kaiba would just forget it.
"One hell of a nightmare, then," Kaiba stated, looking Joey up and down, as if checking for something wrong. Almost like looking for more injuries or scars.
Joey wished he would stop. It made Joey kind of uncomfortable, even though all of his scars and laceration marks were well covered.
"Why didn't you wake me?" Joey asked, trying to distract Kaiba from his examination of Joey.
Joey had a huge migraine headache coming on. His head was starting to throb, like it did every time he had this nightmare. Probably induced be stress.
"Believe me, I tried, but you seemed comatose you were so sound asleep. How do you sleep like that?" Kaiba asked still amused, and kind of curious.
"Lot's of practice in Language Arts and History," Joey replied simply, like it was a well-known fact. He was glad that this conversation wasn't going in the direction of the nightmare. His headache was throbbing so much, he was willing to bet that Kaiba could hear the blood rush to his head. All he could hear was the throbbing. [I had one of those headaches the other day. Very painful.]
Kaiba figured it would be best to just leave it alone. He could sense that Joey wouldn't tell the truth anyway.
"I've noticed that before," Kaiba said, a laugh in his voice, trying to drop the subject of the dream.
Joey seemed to relax a bit, so Kaiba didn't mention the dream again.
"Yeah,"Joey said, smiling reminiscently.
Joey and Kaiba were in a few classes together. Within two days, they had four classes. It was block scheduling, so every day the classes they had alternated. They would have the same classes every other day. [Sorry if this is confusing.] On an A-Day, what they had had today, they only had one class together, Social Studies. On a B-Day, what they would have tomorrow, they had Language Arts, AP History, and Technology together.
During most of these, except Technology, Joey had made the class period his personal nap time.
Joey said, "It's not like I need to pay attention that much. In Language Arts, all we do is write stupid papers and review the parts of speech, all of which I can do while sleeping." Joey wrote for the school paper, and Kaiba had to admit he was good at writing and never had errors. Kaiba did read the school paper occasionally.
Joey continued, "In AP History, it's simple. Even though it's advanced, all you do is memorize a few names, dates, and figures and you're done. I have a pretty good memory, so I don't have that hard of a time. All I do is the stupid homework assignments."
"Yeah, and you're really good at Technology," Kaiba said, keeping the conversation light.
"It kind of comes naturally. I still couldn't do half the stuff you can do on a computer." Joey remembered many a class period where Kaiba could create new programs and fix or make computers effortlessly.
"It takes practice, "Kaiba said, accepting the compliment.
"School is okay, I guess, but it wouldn't be without friends. I really try to make good grades,"Joey said truthfully.
Kaiba said, "I know. I know all of your grades and how you do really well at school. You make grades all 90% and higher, which is remarkable for a high-ranked school like Domino High School. Your grades even rival mine. You have been suspended before, but they proved it wasn't your fault and they removed it from your permanent record. You've never been expelled, but you have a habit of excessive tardiness. Oh, and once you put a roadkill squirrel in the selection of food from the cafeteria during lunch on April Fools Day. Created quite a disturbance."
Joey looked up alarmed. "How in hell do you know all that?" Joey demanded, unnerved and wondering if Kaiba was a stalker. He wouldn't put it past Kaiba.
Kaiba shrugged it off and said, "I have files on everybody I actually know. All of the teachers, all of the staff, and all the kids I know here. That includes you and all the gang."
Joey still looked wide-eyed and alarmed. "Okay...that's still kind of creepy," Joey said in a shaky voice.
Joey just shook his head like it would make the semi-nervousness go away. It just made his headache have a particular nasty throb. He started to knead his skull with his knuckles.
Kaiba took note of this but ignored it at the moment.
"I have a question, Pup."
"Shoot."
"If you're so smart...why do you act so..." Kaiba trailed off; couldn't find the right words.
"Stupid and goofy and dumb and hot-headed?" Joey finished.
"Yeah." Kaiba almost smirked when Joey described his actions so well.
Joey answered, "I dunno. I don't want smarts and intelligence to take over my life, at least not yet. I wanna to act stupid and carefree like a teenager. I wanna live a little before school and education consumes my life. That's what college is for. I make good grades now to make it to a good college and there I'll let work take over and wait to do stupid stuff on weekends. After that, I have no idea, but I'm only in high school, so I'll worry about that when I get there. Until then, I'll still be crazy a lot."
It was a relief to Joey to have someone to vent his feelings to someone, even if that someone was Seto Kaiba.
It was interesting to hear Joey's point-of-view on things. Kaiba hardly ever talked to anyone besides Mokuba, because all of his employees were too intimidated to say anything to him. He hardly ever heard anyone else's opinion. Mokuba was still too young to have professional opinions about things like this, and was a little too young for intelligent conversation on his level.
"I guess you're right. I've never really heard anyone else's point-of-view before," Kaiba said, still deep in thought.
Joey said, "Don't get me wrong, education is still important and it comes first before acting stupid and getting wasted. But as soon as the work is done, hello booze and idiocy."
Kaiba chuckled, a surprisingly warm and inviting sound.
This left them in a comfortable silence (not uncomfortable for once) and there was many a deep thought.
Now it was about 6:45 and about time for the Prune to come and check-up on them.
Joey's headache was getting so bad he had to bite his lip to stop himself from screaming out in exasperation, frustration, and pain.
"Headache, Pup?" asked Kaiba, actual worry in his voice.
"Only a grinding, pounding, throbbing headache that's making me go nuts. It's more effective than Chinese water torture to hear your own pulse pound in your head nonstop. The pain adds more of a torturous trait that makes you want to run your head into a wall, but that would just make it worse, even if you did pass out. Then you would have the headache when you wake up."
Joey said this all in about half a breath, which just made more blood rush to his head, making his head feel like it was being attacked on the inside by rampaging elephants.
"You could have said something earlier. Here," Kaiba said as he handed Joey some Tylenol and Aspirin, both of which Joey accepted gratefully.
He took out his water bottle from his bookbag and looked at the pills carefully, making sure he wouldn't overdose. He had done that once before with the same two drugs, and the results hadn't been pretty.
Tylenol and Aspirin don't mix. It can spike your blood pressure, which was the last thing Joey needed then. Taking both wouldn't increase pain relief either.
He chose the Tylenol over the aspirin, because he knew aspirin wasn't really for teenagers.
He swallowed two extra-strength Tylenol with a few gulps of water from his water bottle.
Joey's headache somewhat receded and faded, and he thanked Kaiba many times.
"It's about 6:45, so the Prune should be back to check on us any time now," Kaiba stated.
They agreed to act at least a little hostile towards eachother to make the Prune content in thinking that they were just at least a little miserable.
Sure enough, at exactly 6:47, Prunella returned and filed some papers, randomly throwing glares at the two who were putting on a good show of being pissed-off with eachother.
"It's good to see that you two haven't been fighting again. I just got off the phone, Joseph. Your father wasn't home, but I left a message. I expect a signed note that says he got it, so you can't just delete the message if you get it before him." She said this with a superior tone that made Joey want to smack her good.
"I'll be back at 8:00 to release you. If you fight, I can just leave another message and get you suspended. Have fun." With that, she left and shut the door with a sharp 'snap' and stalked off.
Joey and Kaiba had been holding their breath to stop them from saying anything. They let it out at the same time and grumbled to no one in particular all the curses and insults their mind could come up with.
For fun, they exchanged ideas of ways to get the Prune fired and what she deserved. A lot of the punishments they came up with for the Prune included something about fire and demons and eternities of suffering.
After a while, after their minds couldn't come up with any more bad things, so they just sat in companionable silence for about 15 minutes.
They still had an hour to kill with nothing to do. Kaiba was reflecting back on Joey's dream, or rather nightmare. It had to be Joey's father who caused all of the fear and pain. He would have to look in to it.
Now it was about 7:00 and they grew incredibly bored incredibly fast.
Neither could think of any interesting conversation and even though they were bored, they both felt too awake to sleep again. Plus Joey wasn't going to risk having another nightmare in front of Kaiba.
Both sighed heavily at the same time. Joey had an idea.
"Kaiba, truth or dare?"
"What?"
"Ya heard me, truth or dare? Haven't ya ever played?"
"One time with Mokuba, and I've regretted it ever since," Kaiba said shortly, like he didn't like to think about it.
Joey got his big, sheepish grin back and had a gleam in his eyes.
"Please, do tell, Kaiba-boy," Joey said, purposely provoking him in a mock- Pegasus tone of voice.
"First of all, don't call me that. Secondly, NO," Kaiba said flatly, trying to ignore Joey.
Joey gave him a big dose of the puppy-eyes, the same that Mokuba often gave Kaiba, so Kaiba had built an immunity to it.
Kaiba gave Joey a death glare, but not a really serious one.
"You wonder why I call you Puppy, then you give me puppy-eyes. Quite hypocritical, in a way."
"Puh-leeeeaaaz?" Joey knocked up the puppy-eyes a couple of levels.
Kaiba just smirked and said, "You know, I live with the king of Puppy-eyes; Mokuba. I have a resistance, so don't try it on me, Pup."
"Hmph," Joey said, dropping the puppy-eyes thing, disappointed that it hadn't worked.
For the rest of the hour they talked about stuff, then went to silence, but as soon as one of them thought of something to say, they would start conversation again. This continued for the rest of their seemingly never- ending detention.
[Seriously, it is never ending. It's already taken up 3 whole chapters. ^_^]
The Prune came back right at 8:00 and released the boys with a glare.
Once they were outside the school, Joey got down on his knees and said many a thank you to God for getting him away from the dragon lady they call a teacher.
Kaiba just shook his head, though he secretly agreed with the Pup's motives for the prayer. No that he minded spending time with the Mutt.
Joey got up and leaned against a tree. Unfortunately, he leaned against his wrist and forearm that were still very much hurting. [Poor Joey. He's always in pain. *Sniff*] He jumped back in pain and tried to relax his muscles so they wouldn't pull at his injuries.
He couldn't do that very well because the Tylenol had made him giddy and ditzy.
"Are you going to get those taken care of?" Kaiba asked about the injuries, suddenly serious.
"I can't go home yet." Joey said these words before thinking. He wasn't aloud home before midnight [refer to ch. 1] so he had 4 hours. He quickly thought of a believable story.
"My dad said he might go get drunk with some of his buds, so I don't wanna go home yet, just in case," Joey said easily, the lie easily rolling off his tongue. He often had to lie, and almost scared him how easy it was now. There was some truth, though, that his dad would get drunk like he did every night.
"Hmm," was all Kaiba said. Then he added, "So, where are you going now?"
"It's probably too late to go to any of my friends' houses," he said, looking up at the continuously darkening sky that was speckled with stars.
Kaiba hesitated before asking, "Why don't you come over to my house? I have some doctors that can check out and treat your arm. As pay back to me, you can play video games or something with Mokuba. He's always asking me to play with him. He would enjoy your presence."
Joey considered and answered, "Sure, if you're completely okay with it."
"Of course. I'm not going to offer something, and then say you can't."
"I guess," Joey said, not expecting Kaiba to care.
"Will you spend the night? Mokuba's always saying he wants a sleepover, and he admires you, for reasons unknown to me," Kaiba said, smirking.
"Hey! No insults! Hmm...sure, why not?" Joey said, smiling his big grin. "So, how are we getting to your place?"
Kaiba smiled and nodded in the direction of the student parking lot. There was Lamborghini, sitting in the glow of the streetlight, looking like a metal god. It was black and didn't have a scratch anywhere. It was awesome.
Joey's jaw dropped like 3 feet. Kaiba just smirked and dragged Joey to the god of cars, as Joey was still to awe-stricken too move by himself. [Lamborghinis are so my favorite car.]
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MG666 Yay! Another chappie posted! A long one, too.
Yami MG666 Yeah, it was extra long for not updating.
MG666 I rewrote this chapter like 5 times before I deemed it worthy.
Marik Yeah, she hardly paid any attention to me. *pout*
MG666 *smiles*
PLEAZ R&R! I'll try to update soon. Thanx!
~ Pleaz Push Pretty Purple button below~ [Wow, there were 4 'P's in a row! ^_^ ]
Yami MG666 You know how these chapters are never-ending? This is finally the last chapter for this one detention! So many details...3 chapters for 4 hours. Man, that took some time for her to write.
Marik I luved it.
MG666 *blush* Thanx to all my reviewers, even if I didn't get that many...*sigh*
Marik I'll banish all who read and don't review this to the Shadow Realm. *evil grin*
MG666 Okay! Even if it is a flame, I'll accept it. Pleaz remember to R&R! Marik, the disclaimer?
Marik Of course, my dear:
DISCLAIMER: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, only the story line, which ain't that original, I admit. Ha! Try to sue me now! *sticks out tongue*
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Chapter 6-Double Detention & Dares: Part 3 [Hopefully final part. x_x ]
Kaiba was the first one to wake up. When he and Joey had fallen asleep, they both had been sitting in chairs next to eachother. He had been just awake enough to tell when Joey went to sleep. They had been innocently propped up by the back of their chairs.
He woke up in a much different situation then when he fell asleep. Apparently, both of them had slid off their chairs and onto the floor. Kaiba was flat on his back. That wasn't the weird part.
Joey was next to him on the floor. Or rather on him. Joey was lying on his side, half-resting on Kaiba's chest and his shoulder was rising and falling in time with Kaiba's breathing.
Joey's arm twitched occasionally, which was Kaiba's guess at why he had woken up.
Joey was still sound asleep. Kaiba yawned loudly and largely, testing how deep Joey was sleeping. Joey didn't even stir.
'Damn, how can he sleep so soundly? I would be awake in a second,' Kaiba thought.
Kaiba found that while they were sleeping, his hand had been draped casually around Joey's waist, and he didn't remove it until he was awake enough to realize what this would look like [0.0]. He was still groggy and wasn't thinking clearly.
Kaiba did wonder how long they had been sleeping. He knew that they had fallen asleep around 6:00 and he looked around for a clock. [Wow, all of the chapters of my fic have happened within like 9 or 10 hours. I just like to put in so many details. ^_~]
The clock read 6:35.
'Damn, there's still about an hour and a half left of detention. Oh well. I really should get up, because the Prune should be back soon to check on us. This position would be hard to explain. Really hard. I might as well...'
He slowly and carefully got his arm off of Joey, and carefully let Joey's torso slide to the floor. Joey had been looking tired all day, so Kaiba tried not to disturb him. Joey stirred a little. He was frowning from whatever dream he had been having.
'He looked tired all day long. I guess I was right to let him keep sleeping. Hey, since when did I care how the Pup was? Oh well, let sleeping dogs lie [^_~],' Kaiba thought, smirking to himself at the last statement.
Kaiba was unaware that he was letting a nightmare continue from not waking Joey up. Kaiba didn't know what horrors filled Joey's sleep.
Joey's dream was filed with memories of all his years living with hid dad. Phantoms of pain from injuries long ago healed were ceaselessly and unmercifully attacking Joey.
Joey started to twitch, but Kaiba didn't see because he was picking up stuff and going back to his desk.
Kaiba did, however, turn around and look at Joey when he whimpered, a pitiful, weak sound barely escaping his lips. Kaiba had a keen sense of hearing, though, and heard it quite clearly.
Then he could just barely hear Joey moan, "Nooo..."
Kaiba walked over to where Joey was sleeping.
Joey broke out in a cold sweat. His face was red and the look on his face was full of pain, sorrow, and wistfulness. [Wow! Those are the biggest words I've used in a while.]
Kaiba put his hand to Joey's forehead. He was burning up with fever, but the sweat was cold, and Kaiba knew that couldn't be good.
Joey looked ill and was starting to jerk back from Kaiba's hand and started to kind of thrash around. His sleep was slowly turning into a mild delirium.
Joey was still sound asleep through all of this, but had a pained look on his face.
Kaiba knew this was definitely not good.
"Joey? Joey! Damn it, wake up! Please wake up! Joey!" Kaiba yelled in a desperate attempt to help Joey. He suddenly realized he actually cared about the Pup's wellbeing.
That was a shocking realization. He finally admitted it, though, which is good. He wasn't going to show he cared that much yet. [The second step is acceptance after the first step, denial, right?]
Joey jerked awake with red eyes and harsh breathing. His forehead banged into Kaiba's and both fell back to the floor, and Joey panted, trying to regain his breath. The memories of his dreams were still fresh in his mind and he could feel the injuries that were from so long ago, and some that weren't from so far back. Especially the one on his arm. It was stinging sharply from the salty sweat.
Kaiba was on his knees and was staring at Joey confusedly. Joey kept himself propped up on his elbows, mostly because he didn't trust himself to stand just then. Kaiba sat Indian-style on the ground, looking at Joey.
"Nice nap, Wheeler?" He asked sarcastically, but not harshly. He was careful not to call him 'Joey' or 'Joseph' so it wouldn't seem he was getting friendly. He also avoided doggy names, so as not to offend Joey. Joey seemed to have enough traumas without being called such names.
Little did he know, Joey didn't mind being called 'Pup.' It was only when Kaiba used it scathingly and demeaningly, which he did most of the time.
Joey's amazing golden eyes were wide-open and alert, yet had a touch of grogginess. He looked like he had just run 5 miles. He would be white as a sheet, underneath his flushed skin.
"Mehh?" was the only thing Joey could get out.
Kaiba shook his head, but looked concerned none-the-less. Joey saw this and smiled.
Joey was returning to his usually skin color, and he wasn't flushed anymore, so he couldn't be that sick.
"What was that?" Kaiba said, referring to the dream and saying each word shortly, so those three words could have been easily replaced with the three words 'what the hell.'
Joey got in a sitting position and replied, "Just a nightmare. I get them bad sometimes." Joey wished Kaiba would just forget it.
"One hell of a nightmare, then," Kaiba stated, looking Joey up and down, as if checking for something wrong. Almost like looking for more injuries or scars.
Joey wished he would stop. It made Joey kind of uncomfortable, even though all of his scars and laceration marks were well covered.
"Why didn't you wake me?" Joey asked, trying to distract Kaiba from his examination of Joey.
Joey had a huge migraine headache coming on. His head was starting to throb, like it did every time he had this nightmare. Probably induced be stress.
"Believe me, I tried, but you seemed comatose you were so sound asleep. How do you sleep like that?" Kaiba asked still amused, and kind of curious.
"Lot's of practice in Language Arts and History," Joey replied simply, like it was a well-known fact. He was glad that this conversation wasn't going in the direction of the nightmare. His headache was throbbing so much, he was willing to bet that Kaiba could hear the blood rush to his head. All he could hear was the throbbing. [I had one of those headaches the other day. Very painful.]
Kaiba figured it would be best to just leave it alone. He could sense that Joey wouldn't tell the truth anyway.
"I've noticed that before," Kaiba said, a laugh in his voice, trying to drop the subject of the dream.
Joey seemed to relax a bit, so Kaiba didn't mention the dream again.
"Yeah,"Joey said, smiling reminiscently.
Joey and Kaiba were in a few classes together. Within two days, they had four classes. It was block scheduling, so every day the classes they had alternated. They would have the same classes every other day. [Sorry if this is confusing.] On an A-Day, what they had had today, they only had one class together, Social Studies. On a B-Day, what they would have tomorrow, they had Language Arts, AP History, and Technology together.
During most of these, except Technology, Joey had made the class period his personal nap time.
Joey said, "It's not like I need to pay attention that much. In Language Arts, all we do is write stupid papers and review the parts of speech, all of which I can do while sleeping." Joey wrote for the school paper, and Kaiba had to admit he was good at writing and never had errors. Kaiba did read the school paper occasionally.
Joey continued, "In AP History, it's simple. Even though it's advanced, all you do is memorize a few names, dates, and figures and you're done. I have a pretty good memory, so I don't have that hard of a time. All I do is the stupid homework assignments."
"Yeah, and you're really good at Technology," Kaiba said, keeping the conversation light.
"It kind of comes naturally. I still couldn't do half the stuff you can do on a computer." Joey remembered many a class period where Kaiba could create new programs and fix or make computers effortlessly.
"It takes practice, "Kaiba said, accepting the compliment.
"School is okay, I guess, but it wouldn't be without friends. I really try to make good grades,"Joey said truthfully.
Kaiba said, "I know. I know all of your grades and how you do really well at school. You make grades all 90% and higher, which is remarkable for a high-ranked school like Domino High School. Your grades even rival mine. You have been suspended before, but they proved it wasn't your fault and they removed it from your permanent record. You've never been expelled, but you have a habit of excessive tardiness. Oh, and once you put a roadkill squirrel in the selection of food from the cafeteria during lunch on April Fools Day. Created quite a disturbance."
Joey looked up alarmed. "How in hell do you know all that?" Joey demanded, unnerved and wondering if Kaiba was a stalker. He wouldn't put it past Kaiba.
Kaiba shrugged it off and said, "I have files on everybody I actually know. All of the teachers, all of the staff, and all the kids I know here. That includes you and all the gang."
Joey still looked wide-eyed and alarmed. "Okay...that's still kind of creepy," Joey said in a shaky voice.
Joey just shook his head like it would make the semi-nervousness go away. It just made his headache have a particular nasty throb. He started to knead his skull with his knuckles.
Kaiba took note of this but ignored it at the moment.
"I have a question, Pup."
"Shoot."
"If you're so smart...why do you act so..." Kaiba trailed off; couldn't find the right words.
"Stupid and goofy and dumb and hot-headed?" Joey finished.
"Yeah." Kaiba almost smirked when Joey described his actions so well.
Joey answered, "I dunno. I don't want smarts and intelligence to take over my life, at least not yet. I wanna to act stupid and carefree like a teenager. I wanna live a little before school and education consumes my life. That's what college is for. I make good grades now to make it to a good college and there I'll let work take over and wait to do stupid stuff on weekends. After that, I have no idea, but I'm only in high school, so I'll worry about that when I get there. Until then, I'll still be crazy a lot."
It was a relief to Joey to have someone to vent his feelings to someone, even if that someone was Seto Kaiba.
It was interesting to hear Joey's point-of-view on things. Kaiba hardly ever talked to anyone besides Mokuba, because all of his employees were too intimidated to say anything to him. He hardly ever heard anyone else's opinion. Mokuba was still too young to have professional opinions about things like this, and was a little too young for intelligent conversation on his level.
"I guess you're right. I've never really heard anyone else's point-of-view before," Kaiba said, still deep in thought.
Joey said, "Don't get me wrong, education is still important and it comes first before acting stupid and getting wasted. But as soon as the work is done, hello booze and idiocy."
Kaiba chuckled, a surprisingly warm and inviting sound.
This left them in a comfortable silence (not uncomfortable for once) and there was many a deep thought.
Now it was about 6:45 and about time for the Prune to come and check-up on them.
Joey's headache was getting so bad he had to bite his lip to stop himself from screaming out in exasperation, frustration, and pain.
"Headache, Pup?" asked Kaiba, actual worry in his voice.
"Only a grinding, pounding, throbbing headache that's making me go nuts. It's more effective than Chinese water torture to hear your own pulse pound in your head nonstop. The pain adds more of a torturous trait that makes you want to run your head into a wall, but that would just make it worse, even if you did pass out. Then you would have the headache when you wake up."
Joey said this all in about half a breath, which just made more blood rush to his head, making his head feel like it was being attacked on the inside by rampaging elephants.
"You could have said something earlier. Here," Kaiba said as he handed Joey some Tylenol and Aspirin, both of which Joey accepted gratefully.
He took out his water bottle from his bookbag and looked at the pills carefully, making sure he wouldn't overdose. He had done that once before with the same two drugs, and the results hadn't been pretty.
Tylenol and Aspirin don't mix. It can spike your blood pressure, which was the last thing Joey needed then. Taking both wouldn't increase pain relief either.
He chose the Tylenol over the aspirin, because he knew aspirin wasn't really for teenagers.
He swallowed two extra-strength Tylenol with a few gulps of water from his water bottle.
Joey's headache somewhat receded and faded, and he thanked Kaiba many times.
"It's about 6:45, so the Prune should be back to check on us any time now," Kaiba stated.
They agreed to act at least a little hostile towards eachother to make the Prune content in thinking that they were just at least a little miserable.
Sure enough, at exactly 6:47, Prunella returned and filed some papers, randomly throwing glares at the two who were putting on a good show of being pissed-off with eachother.
"It's good to see that you two haven't been fighting again. I just got off the phone, Joseph. Your father wasn't home, but I left a message. I expect a signed note that says he got it, so you can't just delete the message if you get it before him." She said this with a superior tone that made Joey want to smack her good.
"I'll be back at 8:00 to release you. If you fight, I can just leave another message and get you suspended. Have fun." With that, she left and shut the door with a sharp 'snap' and stalked off.
Joey and Kaiba had been holding their breath to stop them from saying anything. They let it out at the same time and grumbled to no one in particular all the curses and insults their mind could come up with.
For fun, they exchanged ideas of ways to get the Prune fired and what she deserved. A lot of the punishments they came up with for the Prune included something about fire and demons and eternities of suffering.
After a while, after their minds couldn't come up with any more bad things, so they just sat in companionable silence for about 15 minutes.
They still had an hour to kill with nothing to do. Kaiba was reflecting back on Joey's dream, or rather nightmare. It had to be Joey's father who caused all of the fear and pain. He would have to look in to it.
Now it was about 7:00 and they grew incredibly bored incredibly fast.
Neither could think of any interesting conversation and even though they were bored, they both felt too awake to sleep again. Plus Joey wasn't going to risk having another nightmare in front of Kaiba.
Both sighed heavily at the same time. Joey had an idea.
"Kaiba, truth or dare?"
"What?"
"Ya heard me, truth or dare? Haven't ya ever played?"
"One time with Mokuba, and I've regretted it ever since," Kaiba said shortly, like he didn't like to think about it.
Joey got his big, sheepish grin back and had a gleam in his eyes.
"Please, do tell, Kaiba-boy," Joey said, purposely provoking him in a mock- Pegasus tone of voice.
"First of all, don't call me that. Secondly, NO," Kaiba said flatly, trying to ignore Joey.
Joey gave him a big dose of the puppy-eyes, the same that Mokuba often gave Kaiba, so Kaiba had built an immunity to it.
Kaiba gave Joey a death glare, but not a really serious one.
"You wonder why I call you Puppy, then you give me puppy-eyes. Quite hypocritical, in a way."
"Puh-leeeeaaaz?" Joey knocked up the puppy-eyes a couple of levels.
Kaiba just smirked and said, "You know, I live with the king of Puppy-eyes; Mokuba. I have a resistance, so don't try it on me, Pup."
"Hmph," Joey said, dropping the puppy-eyes thing, disappointed that it hadn't worked.
For the rest of the hour they talked about stuff, then went to silence, but as soon as one of them thought of something to say, they would start conversation again. This continued for the rest of their seemingly never- ending detention.
[Seriously, it is never ending. It's already taken up 3 whole chapters. ^_^]
The Prune came back right at 8:00 and released the boys with a glare.
Once they were outside the school, Joey got down on his knees and said many a thank you to God for getting him away from the dragon lady they call a teacher.
Kaiba just shook his head, though he secretly agreed with the Pup's motives for the prayer. No that he minded spending time with the Mutt.
Joey got up and leaned against a tree. Unfortunately, he leaned against his wrist and forearm that were still very much hurting. [Poor Joey. He's always in pain. *Sniff*] He jumped back in pain and tried to relax his muscles so they wouldn't pull at his injuries.
He couldn't do that very well because the Tylenol had made him giddy and ditzy.
"Are you going to get those taken care of?" Kaiba asked about the injuries, suddenly serious.
"I can't go home yet." Joey said these words before thinking. He wasn't aloud home before midnight [refer to ch. 1] so he had 4 hours. He quickly thought of a believable story.
"My dad said he might go get drunk with some of his buds, so I don't wanna go home yet, just in case," Joey said easily, the lie easily rolling off his tongue. He often had to lie, and almost scared him how easy it was now. There was some truth, though, that his dad would get drunk like he did every night.
"Hmm," was all Kaiba said. Then he added, "So, where are you going now?"
"It's probably too late to go to any of my friends' houses," he said, looking up at the continuously darkening sky that was speckled with stars.
Kaiba hesitated before asking, "Why don't you come over to my house? I have some doctors that can check out and treat your arm. As pay back to me, you can play video games or something with Mokuba. He's always asking me to play with him. He would enjoy your presence."
Joey considered and answered, "Sure, if you're completely okay with it."
"Of course. I'm not going to offer something, and then say you can't."
"I guess," Joey said, not expecting Kaiba to care.
"Will you spend the night? Mokuba's always saying he wants a sleepover, and he admires you, for reasons unknown to me," Kaiba said, smirking.
"Hey! No insults! Hmm...sure, why not?" Joey said, smiling his big grin. "So, how are we getting to your place?"
Kaiba smiled and nodded in the direction of the student parking lot. There was Lamborghini, sitting in the glow of the streetlight, looking like a metal god. It was black and didn't have a scratch anywhere. It was awesome.
Joey's jaw dropped like 3 feet. Kaiba just smirked and dragged Joey to the god of cars, as Joey was still to awe-stricken too move by himself. [Lamborghinis are so my favorite car.]
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MG666 Yay! Another chappie posted! A long one, too.
Yami MG666 Yeah, it was extra long for not updating.
MG666 I rewrote this chapter like 5 times before I deemed it worthy.
Marik Yeah, she hardly paid any attention to me. *pout*
MG666 *smiles*
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