Last part of this story I swear, and it shouldn't be too long either since it's just the epilogue. To anyone who has reviewed, you are really awesome, to anyone reading this for the first time, review, they keep me writing.
The school was in an uproar, girls were crying and screaming or running for their cameras and the boys were joking around. Joey Katsuya and Seto Kaiba had just entered school, not only together, but also holding hands.
Joey and his father were about to be kicked out of their house, so they were moving in with Kaiba, only Joey slept in the room next to Kaiba while his father slept in an entirely different hall. Mokuba learned of the relationship as well as Joey's father. Mokuba accepted it automatically and even said that he was expecting something like this to happen. Joey's father was shocked at first, but he began to accept it as long as they didn't do anything in front of him.
Joey's friends, mostly, seemed fine with the pair. Yugi and Ryou were fine with it as long as he was happy with it. Tea asked for plenty of PDA that she could tape. Yami and Bakura didn't really care. Tristan seemed straight out against it, since "Kaiba was Joey's enemy," but his friend seemed to be dealing with it because he hadn't said anything about it.
The people that worked at Kaiba corps. were just glad that Kaiba had a social life and wouldn't spend all of his time at work.
Kaiba looked at Joey a small smile on his face as he slid his arm over Joey's shoulders, "Thank you."
Joey looked up, surprised, "For what Seto?"
Kaiba smiled slightly larger, "For accepting me and healing my heart. My stepfather made me feel like I would never open up to anybody, but you accepted me and fell in love anyway." He kissed Joey softly on the lips and then on his soft hair.
Joey laughed and pecked Kaiba on the cheek, "Race you home, loser does whatever the winner wants."
Seto smirked, "You're on."
It's done XD. Was it horrible. Should I stop writing now. Tell me how bad/good it is. I like hearing what you people think.
Bye for now.