...I've felt like shit for the past 3 days now... Over that goddamn dog.
This can't be happening. I'm Seto Kaiba, I have feel guilty for no one. It's not my fault that he "fell" for me. I purposly treated him like shit so he wouldn't.
Jounouchi can only be described as a dog... that's all.
You beat a puppy, a while later it'll love you like nothing happened. Dogs love blindly. If I took Jou back, he'd come back no questions asked like the worthless mutt he is.
Well, that's not true... he wasn't worthless. He was a good fuck. Heh... damn, that's not completely true either. He was a caring guy, the only person to see the true side of me... cuz he didn't show any respect for me at all or kiss my ass like everyone else did... but he did later.... he doesn't respect people blindly and neither do I. We... gradually... earned... each others respect without even knowing it.
Was I just thinking of all those negative things to justify how I turned down Jou earlier?
It's not fair to say such things out of hurt... hurt that I put on myself.
What the hell am I going to do?
... If Jou 'loves' me, then I should call him... and he'll want to hear what I have to say. I need to know how he is, it's driving me crazy.
Wait, why do I want to call him? Is this suppost to soothe my conscience?! I don't feel bad! I don't! I have a company to run and calling him would be a waste of my time. I have better things to do than seeing him. Like sticking my dick in the oven.
... Fuck... This is stupid. I got alot more work done knowing that I had something to look forward to when I was done working... Jounouchi...
Okay.... I'll call him! But this isn't for his benefit! I'm doing this so I can move on with my work!
I pull away from my desk and turn my office chair around and looked outside the ceiling to floor windows looking down at Domino City, that I practically own. I look down at my white trench coat and dig into the right pocket, taking out my cell phone. I scroll down to "Jou" in my phone book (which doesn't really contain alot of numbers) and press "call". I braught the phone up to my right ear and my left hand up to my face, nibbling at my finger nails, hoping that he wouldn't answer so I would have a good reason to not talk to him and have a good excuse to say "Oh, he wasn't there, antoher time" so I can get some work done.
"Yo! Talk to me!"
Damn, someone answered.
"Uhm... Katsuya there?"
"Errmm... Hmmm"
"... Mr. Jounouchi have you been drinking again?"
"No! I was just getting drunk! Wha- ooooOOOOOooOH! You're smart! Made me walk in on that one! hik hold on... KATSUYAAAAAAAA!!!!!! ARE YOU HERE!?"
"--yeah?"
"kay, yeah he's here."
"..........."
"...... Yes he is here boy!"
".... May I PLEASE talk to him?!" I said hightly irritated.
"Oooh... goddamn boy, why didn't you ask that instead if he was here."
I sigh and start rubbing my forehead.
"KATSU! PUT UP THE PHONE, CRACKER!"
"I got it!.... Hello?"
A click is heard on the other line, good... don't need his nutcase father to hear.
"....... Hello."
"... Kaiba?"
"... Yeah..."
"... What do you want?"
"Jou, it took me alot of guts to call you so don't get bitchy with me and make me regret it, okay? Just hear me out."
"... I'm listening."
"Err.... I've... been thinking about what I said the other day. I'm sorry I reacted to harshly. That was an unwise and sophomoric thing to say. I uh... was wondering if you... wanted to catch up? I mean... you know, kinda say I'm sorry in person? Because--"
"I'm not going to have sex with you, Kaiba."
"Oh I know, I had no intention what so ever. I just want to show that there are no hard feelings... I get off of work in about an hour. Could I pick you up when I get off? Please?"
"...... Seto... you've never sounded so desprite in your whole life. I don't know wether to hang up the phone, or laugh, or feel flattered for having the big CEO of Kaiba Corp give a some what of a rats ass about me."
"Quit being a fucking prick Jou, do you want to see me or not?"
"Yes I do."
"Fine, I'll be at your place in an hour. I'll honk when I get there. I don't want to be near that loon of a father of yours."
"Whatever."
"Bye."
I hung up the phone and sighed. "Am I really desprite? Shit."
What are we going to do when I see him?
I should just leave work right now and change into some better clothes and get ready, I guess...
I closed my laptop and put it back into my suit case, along with papers and what not...
Damn Dog, already making me miss out on more work. Fuckin' A.
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Mmmkay! That's it for that chapter. I'll put up another soon.
Notice: Jou's dad is a Non-Abusive drunk. Why? Cuz I am sick of people making Jou's dad an abusive drunk, I like it, sure... but a little overrated and sometimes needlessly used. I can only take so much of that. Then there are people that are all "OMG! I hate his dad being an abusive drunk! It's overrated!" and just make his dad look like a douche. Well... to me they're both overrated. He's a non-abusive drunk... there... everyone is happeh!! Besides, I like a little humor in my fics, hence why Jou's dad is so weird. O.o;
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