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Title: When Tomorrow Comes, Will You Smile Again?

Author: IMA_DUMMASS! …*coughs* Aera-chan

Update date: 4-28-04 (5:20 PM)

Chapter XVIII: What we've done…

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It had been two days since Kaiba had talked to him. Two days since he had made that mistake.

They sat in class, Joey chanced a look at the brunette.

'Kaiba... please talk to me...'

"Okay class, I will allow you the rest of the period to work on your assignment." the teacher said as she sat down at her desk. "Oh, and you can work with whoever you want as long as you stay quiet." she warned.

Joey waited until the kid in front of Kaiba moved. He walked over quickly and claimed the seat. He could feel eyes on his back.

"Hey.." Joey said slowly. Kaiba didn't take his eyes away from his book. "Um.. lets, work together okay.."

He heard some kids starting to whisper. Kaiba said nothing as he continued to read.

"Okay great. The first question.. um.. hmm.." Joey said thoughtfully as he read it over. He chewed on his pencil in thought. After a minute, Joey sighed loudly.

"Read it out loud puppy."

Joey jumped slightly at Kaiba's voice. "Um, 'What message is the author trying to get across to its readers? What theme is most present in the novel?' "

Kaiba stared into Joey's eyes for a moment. "..forgiveness...love...that its better to not let grudges get in the way of love,  I think that's the answer."

Joey blushed. "Yeah.." He started to write down the answer, but a hand obstructed his way. He looked up.

One of the school's jocks, Vick, stared down at him. He glanced back and forth from Kaiba's slightly amused face to Joey's.

He was a big guy, muscle wise. He wore his uniform shirt half buttoned, allowing his well toned chest to peek slightly under his tussled white undershirt. His hair was blonde and cut short and spiked. He always wore a cocky grin on his face.

He was popular and one of the soccer stars too, meaning he could have any girl he wanted in the entire school.

"So.. Wheeler.. what are you and Kaiba doing working together?" he asked, eyeing Kaiba up and down once or twice.

"What's it to you?" Joey asked amused. Although Vick could have any girl he wanted, everyone knew he had a thing for Kaiba. Everyone knew, including Kaiba himself.

"I don't know, I just cant see why Kaiba here would want to work with a preschooler on an obviously important classroom assignment."

"Hey, I'm not a preschooler!" Joey yelled at the other blonde, standing up.

"Joey, Vick, knock it off or I'll make you both go to the principle." Mrs. Shima threatened.

Kaiba smirked in amusement.

Joey was still steaming. Had they been out of school, Joey would have already thrown his first punch. "..damn..jock.." Joey muttered under his breath.

"What was that mutt?" Vick asked, his voice cocky.

Joey was ready to hit him right then.

Kaiba held in the urge to laugh. Vick was so obsessed with him that he was trying to imitate him too.

'Imitation is the best form of flattery after all.' Kaiba thought with a wicked grin.

"You're such a jerk.." Joey growled.

"And you're a lowly street mutt, poor as dirt. you smell like one too." Vick laughed. "What'd you give Kaiba to get him to sit with you? Even if you offered to sleep with him I'm sure he wouldn't have even considered it."

Joey was ready to blurt out that he had already slept with Kaiba, but the hand on his shoulder stopped him.

"Hey pal, you have something to say to Joey, you say it to me too."

Joey looked over his shoulder at Tristan.

'Ooh.. Tristan's pissed.' Joey thought smugly. He looked over at Kaiba. 'He looks amused..' He decided that he would ask him later about that.

Vick glared at Tristan. "This isn't your fight-"

"Now it is. You insult my buddy, you insult me. His fight is my fight."

"I guess low life's like you have to stick in packs.. like animals."

"Take that back!" Joey yelled lunging at the tall boy. If it weren't for Tristan's arms, Joey would be pounding the cocky punk.

"Boys!" Mrs. Shima screamed. "Detention! Both of you!"

She wrote Joey and Vick's names on the board and began to file a detention notice on a slip of yellow paper.

Vick was about to protest and have Tristan get in trouble too, but Joey stopped him.

"This is between you and me."

Vick glared at him before taking his seat in the back. He was immediately flocked by a bunch of girls wondering if he'd be alright. He waved them off and continued to glare at Joey.

Joey turned around and furiously scribbled on some notebook paper.

It wasn't until lunch that his friends began to lecture him.

"Yes yes! I get it! Jeeze.."

"Joey, you know its not wise to pick a fight with Vick, he's got friends everywhere." Tea said worrying herself.

"I can take them.."

"Not if they gang up on you." Tristan said from the inside of his arms.

"Are you tired Tristan?" Ryou asked rubbing Tristan's back kindly.

"A little.."

Joey sighed and flopped his head in his arms too.

"You too?" Ryou exclaimed.

"No, he's sulking." Everyone jumped in their seats.

"Kaiba!" They exclaimed together.

Kaiba raised an eyebrow at their surprise. "Wheeler.. " Joey looked up. "Do you want me to wait for you?"

It took the blond a second to realize what he was asking. "No, I'll be okay."

Kaiba smirked. "Just don't get killed then."

"Ah shut up!" Joey said throwing a milk carton at his boyfriend's retreating form, which he missed anyways. "..he makes me so mad.." Joey grumbled.

"Don't get in a fight with him too, you don't want to have both your worst enemies on your back today." Tea warned.

Everyone glanced at each other.

Tea and Ryou blinked. "What?" she asked.

Joey blushed as he fiddled with his sandwich he was yet to eat. "Kaiba.. Kaiba and I are.. going out.."

There was a stretched silence before either Tea or Ryou chose to comment.

"Oh, really.."

"Why didn't you say anything before?" Ryou asked.

Before Joey was able to say anything, Tea whacked him on the head with her lunch bag. "Why didn't you tell me before so I didn't have to make a fool of myself?!"

"Jeeze Tea, its not that big of a deal.." he said rubbing his sore head.

"Maybe not to you but, -- I could have said something really nasty to him! Joey!"

Joey ducked his head. He didn't want to be hit again.

"Hey Joey, look." Tristan said pointing to the other side of the courtyard. Joey looked.

Vick was leaning his arm against the wall in a relaxed way as he talked with none other than the boy they were speaking about.

"He's flirting with Kaiba.." Tea said, a slight hint of maliciousness in her voice.

"Joey, should you let him do that..?" Yugi questioned quietly.

"Ah who cares? Kaiba will do his own thing. Its not like Vick will get anywhere."

"Whys that?" Ryou asked.

"Kaiba enjoys it." Joey said simply, biting into his sandwich.

"You don't care?!" Tea exclaimed.

"Of course I care. I don't want Vick flirting with my boyfriend. I don't want him to even think about him. I want to go over there and pound his skull against the cement until his brains are running down the wall. His blood a mural of my anger.." He glared at Vick from across the grass.

Everyone blinked at this.

"..but it wouldn't do anything.. except I'd get put away of course. Kaiba likes how Vick acts. He told me he wants to mess with his mind.. Kaiba's plenty aware of Vick's obsession over him.. I guess Kaiba's still the self centered prick we met a year and a half ago..."

"Why did you two start going together then?" Tea asked. Joey and Kaiba's relationship didn't quite.. make sense..

"I don't know.." Joey said shrugging. "I just like him." Joey stood up and slung his bag over his shoulder. "I know Kaiba's messing with my mind too. He wants me to fight Vick over him.. What a freak. Oh well.. I want to cause that's how it should be. Kaiba's mine, and Vick can just go home and fuck himself."

Nobody said anything as he started walking off towards Vick and Kaiba.

Kaiba was leaning against the wall, his arms crossed as his face was pulled into a smirk.

The tall blond's posture was very flirtatious and it was easy to tell from a distance what he was doing.

Joey walked past Vick's friend's table. They were in debate over their leader's present course of action.

"Vick's going after Kaiba?! ..Why do the two cutest guys here have to be gay?" one girl asked another one.

"Vick's a real freak going after Kaiba, does he know what has doing?" one guy commented.

"How long do you think he's been gay?" another guy asked.

"Eww. Now I don't want to get changed in the same locker room as him anymore." a red head stated.

The other boys nodded in agreement.

Joey kept walking towards the two. He glanced over at a few girls at another table. A tall brunette girl was sobbing hysterically into her friend's arms. Wasn't that... Vick's girlfriend?

What was Vick doing?

Joey walked up to them. "Hey.."

Kaiba closed his eyes and his smirk twitched into a faint smile. 'Yeah you better get your slow ass over here puppy.'

"Vick, do you know what you're doing?"

Vick glared at him. "I can talk to anyone I want to."

"Listen, everyone knows what you're doing." Joey almost felt sorry for him as his eyes widened slightly. "They know what you're doing, and.. its not going over too well.."

Vick turned around and looked at his friends. They all were looking at him funny. He saw his girlfriend crying. "..uh.." Vick rubbed the back of his head slowly. "I'll ..see you later then Kaiba.." Vick said quietly.

Kaiba nodded. "Of course you will."

Vick hesitated before he took off in the direction of the gym.

"Not going to fight him? ..or are you?" Kaiba asked.

"Hell yeah! No one flirts with you and gets away with it!" Joey growled. "Or at least with their life!"

Kaiba actually chose to laugh out loud. "I knew you'd act this way."

"You are messing with me!"

Kaiba smirked "In a sense, yes. You have such a short temper, I couldn't resist."

"Jerk."

"Idiot."

Joey felt like putting a hole through Kaiba's pretty face, but he refrained.

"You're really something you know that Kaiba?"

"What kind of something?"

"A real weird kind of something." Joey said thoughtfully.

"Isn't that interesting." Kaiba said yawning. Joey glared at him. "What?"

"Nothing." Joey said chuckling. "Lets go do something." he suggested.

"Like what?"

"I don't know, how about the library.."

"Do you even know what a library is?"

"YEAH! Jeeze! Give me some credit! I'm not that friggin dumb! Just becau-" Joey stopped.

He could tell from the look on Kaiba's face that he was enjoying his outbursts dearly.

"..you are messing with my head! ..Jeeze, lets go." Joey said tugging on Kaiba's sleeve.

Kaiba stood fast.

"Wha-?" Joey asked turning his head.

Kaiba had a dark look on his face. "..appearances..."

Joey's hand slowly fell from its hold on his arm. "..yeah.. right.." He rubbed the back of his head. "..um, lets go..?"

"Yeah." Kaiba said quietly.

They walked towards the library in utter silence.

"So.. how's Bakura?" Tristan asked the shorter boy.

"Oh, he's good." Ryou said smiling.

Tristan smiled too. Ryou was so cute sometimes. He was like a happy little child. Innocent. Sweet.

"How's Duke? Is he sick today?"

"Oh, um, I'm not sure really. I haven't seen him since yesterday afternoon." Tristan said thinking back to last night.

"Oh, well I hope he gets better." Ryou patted Tristan's arm. "He'll be better by Monday, I'm sure."

Tristan wondered how anyone could resist Ryou's cute face.

'I used to have a crush on him.. he was just so cute... everything about him makes me just want to have him.. Maybe I still like him a little.. Nah, I think its mostly old feelings rising inside of me. I have Duke.. and that's who I want...right?'

"What are you thinking about Tristan?" Ryou asked waving a hand in front of his companion's distant face. "Is something bothering you?"

"Oh, no, I'm okay. Just thinking about nothing like always."

Ryou's worried face softened. "Okay."

"Hey, lets go to the library okay." Tristan said standing.

Ryou nodded happily as he jumped to his feet. "O-kay!"

Tristan had to smack himself to keep from leaning over to kiss the boy. He was simply.. irresistible.

"Lets go, lets go! One two, one two!" Ryou cheered marching in front of the taller boy. He clapped his hands together in sudden thought. "Lets get a book for Duke so he can feel better!"

Why was Ryou so much like a little child?

Tristan grinned. "Ryou, has any one ever tried to kill you cause you're so dang cute?"

Ryou immediately stopped walking and blushed. "..um.." He fiddled with his fingers.

Tristan laughed, trying to dispel the awkwardness. "You're simply irresistible.. now Ryou.. are you still a virgin?" he teased.

Ryou's eyes grew to abnormal widths. "T-T-Tristan! You're not-not suggesting-?"

Tristan patted his head comfortingly. "No..of course not. I'm only teasing you... but you are that cute if you know what I mean.."

Ryou blushed and shook his head fiercely. "No no no! I'm not cute! Impossible!"

Tristan shrugged. "Whatever you say. But know this," He leaned in towards Ryou, his face suddenly more serious. The shorter boy's blush grew darker. Tristan played around with a long white strand of hair that rested against his face.

"T-Tristan!" Ryou cried, his body going into panic mode.

"Know that you'll always be one of my favorites!"

Ryou puffed out his cheeks angrily. Tristan ducked quickly as Ryou took a playful swing at him.

"That's not very funny Tristan!"

"Ah, but it was funny!"

Ryou tried to tackle him against the lockers but missed miserably. He smacked into the cold metal, a loud ringing echoing through the halls. He rubbed his head and groaned.

His mind being weak at the moment with pain, his defenses were lowered.

//What are you playing? Looks... painful..//

Ryou sighed. Every time he relaxed a little, Bakura would jump at the chance to talk to him.

Bakura, sensing Ryou's current feeling, asked Ryou quietly, //Its not a bother for me to talk to you at the moment is it?//

\\No! Of course not! So.. What are you doing?\\

//Well, currently I'm at the office, doing paper work.. boring stuff like that. So, what are you doing?//

\\Uh..Tackle Tristan I guess... just got to get my paws on him..\\

//Oh.. hey! Watch it Ryou! He's coming right at you!// Bakura warned, laughing as Ryou moved dodging Tristan's tackle.

Ryou was pushing his body off of the lockers to evade Tristan's arms, but he wasn't fast enough and found himself in their tight grasp.

He wrestled in his arms for near to a minute. Finding no give whatsoever, he rested his back against the taller teen's chest.

Bakura was watching...this made Ryou uncomfortable.

\\Um.. I cant really... pay attention if I leave our minds connected. So I'll talk to you later.\\ Ryou quickly lied.

Before Bakura could protest, he shut off their link.

..be.. emotionless...stone..

He struggled slightly again, letting Tristan know he was still in the fight.

"Tristan.."

"Yeah?"

I must be like my other me.. the other me that is not Bakura.. the other me that I don't like very much.. the other me that..

Ryou paused and leaned back further. He stared into Tristan's olive eyes. "What are you thinking about?"

He felt the body behind him quaver slightly.

"Are you thinking about me?"

..that lies... to the one I love.. that lies..

"Are you thinking about-" his voice fell. "-my body.."

..to me

He felt them turning, but it felt so far away from him.

The other me that hurts me..

He felt his body over Tristan's. His hands slowly wandering under his shirt.

The other me that hurts them.. those men..

His fingertips igniting fire on the other's skin.

Razor.. Bakura...Tristan.. so many.. so many faces I cant remember...so many faces I cant name..

"Do you, do you want to be inside of me?"

His hand drew Tristan's hand forth towards his stomach, sliding it down to touch the soft material between his legs.

The other me that steals them away from their families.. their wives.. their lovers.. their children.. their normal lives..

He ground up against Tristan, encouraging the boy to take him.

That other me steals away their gifts of love for the real ones that deserve them.. that other me is selfish.

Tristan's whole body flamed with passion..

…yet froze with fear.

He was not accustomed to the look in the eyes of the beautiful boy in front of him. They were distant.. sad.. soft. Beneath their cold empty look, he could see the fear of the real Ryou.

The other me stole my gift too.. the gift I was going to give to the only one I love..

He ground again, feeling Tristan's body giving. Everything was giving now.. Walls were falling away...

My gift for Bakura..

The coarse material of Tristan's uniform jacket protected his naked back from the filth of the cold hard cement. His fingers dug into the blue material in a death grip.

His leg hit the ground momentarily, his whole body shuddering with its filth. He felt his legs being lifted.

"..I'll protect you…" Tristan's husky voice whispered.

Ryou threw his head back, his body rising under its own accord.

He buried his nose in Tristan's neck, hiding himself away from the stench of the garbage surrounding them.

Teeth bit into Ryou's velvety pale skin, puncturing their light defenses.

The taller boy's hands drew their bodies closer together, as they moved as one.

Ryou mewled, his lips kissing and suckling the salt away from the other's neck.

..there's...no love here... the other me has stolen away the love.. my love.. my gift of love for Bakura..

Finally, Tristan's warmth delved deep inside of him, he cried out, whimpering in a cry of pleasure.

…the pleasure he felt was nowhere near enough to candy coat the pain he harbored inside himself…

Feeling Tristan's warmth hit that spot inside of him, he closed his eyes and cried tears. He opened his mouth and screamed out the name Tristan wanted to hear.

"TRISTAN!!"

In that moment… their eyes met, they knew exactly what they had done…

To be continued…