Title: Hey Yeah-eh yeah
Summary: "I'm so sorry Seto." Jou confessed as he stood in front of the older teen. Smiling in a small heartbreaking fashion his eyes wandered over the blonde, "I need to be on my own," He declared softly.
J/S YAOI
Warning: Swearing
Jou listened quietly as the principle reprimanded Seto Kaiba on the other side of the door. The principle's stern voice serious and deadly demanding why they decided to suddenly start fighting in front of the administration.
"I will not tolerate that kind of behaviour… from either of you!"
Soon the door swung open almost wiping out the blonde's head in the process.
"Now Jou come into my office, please." The principle ordered in a disappointed frown.
Jou walked in quietly and when motioned to sit down, sat in the grungy brown wool chair that you could feel through the fabric of the school uniform.
"Now since Mr. Kaiba feels he is above everyone to say why you two were arguing… maybe you can enlighten me…" He said through clenched teeth.
Jou swallowed the forming lump in his throat, "why sir?" He repeated the one word question.
"Yes why," The principle recurred.
Looking away and out into the light pouring rain he pondered the question; should he tell the truth? Or make up a little white lie?
It really had been weeks, no one knew about what had happened, or why the fighting was worse. It seemed perfectly normal that tension would raise and fall between the blonde and brunette.
But over the course of 8 or so months it seemed calm until slowly in the setting voices were raised and everything became hiatus once again.
"He dumped me," Jou whispered.
The principle raised an eyebrow at the young man, "he dumped you?" He repeated in a choked voice. "Is this why… over a relationship?" He shook his head, "that's ridiculous!"
Jou glared at the principle, "no," He defended, "It's not."
"Here Yugi," Jou said handing the large box over to the small boy, "it's not heavy!" He scolded noticing the pained look on the others face.
Shaking his head Jou divided the cards from highest to lowest and set them neatly in plastic folders while Yugi ripped open to see the newest cards in sparkling packages. The two had been working for a few hours now and though desperate for a drink or two kept on packaging and sorting until a familiar black Comoro pulled up in the driveway.
Frowning Jou had been waiting for this moment to arrive and had desperately tried to avoid it at any costs, Yugi smiled reassuringly and patted the taller teen's back.
"It'll be ok," He murmured.
The door opened and Kaiba looking grim and always painfully gorgeous stepped out watching sadly but content as Jou made his way towards him.
"I'm so sorry Seto." Jou confessed as he stood in front of the older teen.
Smiling in a small heartbreaking fashion his eyes wandered over the blonde, "I need to be on my own," He declared softly.
Letting his head slump Jou murmured, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah," He whispered simply pulling the other into a loose embrace.
Jou sniffed and wiped at his eyes nodding.
"You can't just start these petty fights in the hallways! It's unorthodox and promotes violence!" The principle roared getting up from his seat.
Jou shook, "I'm sorry," He whispered.
The principle stopped and stayed silent replacing himself back in his chair. "Well now that that's cleared up… you may go." He stuttered.
Nodding his head Jou got up from his seat and walked wordlessly from the room, looking up he saw the brunette leaning against the doorframe with his arms crossed.
"Hey," Seto smiled at the blonde.
Grinning back Jou wrapped his arm around the others waist, "Guess what I saw today?" He whispered.
Smirking the brunette cocked his head to one side, "let me see… a drag queen?"
"Even better…" Jou started, "Otogi dressed in snow white as an under study for Sara!" He laughed.
"So close." Seto chuckled.
Jou looked away as he passed the brunette purposely stomping on his right foot on the way out.
The rain worsened as the day progressed, the pounding on the ceiling became louder and the windows shook as heavy droplets of water pounded against them.
The teacher drowned on about the history of the civilisation while gently tapping the long ruler at the large map that hung from the chalkboard. She corrected her glasses every so often and asked questions that would only go unanswered by the class.
Jou played with the scrap piece of loose leaf at his desk, folding and unfolding the paper colouring between each line. He stared mindlessly as he recapped the blue marker, and black marker and brown marker, going unnoticed at how familiar the colours were to someone.
"Hold my hand!" Demanded Jou, annoyed at how his boyfriend pulled away when ever someone looked their way.
Seto gave the blonde a sceptical look, "This is so…"
Jou shook his head, "what? Is holding hands too unethical for you?" He asked curtly.
"No… do you even know what that means?" Seto questioned raising his eyebrows at the smaller teen.
"Does it matter?" Jou replied simply.
Smirking Seto laced his fingers with the blondes and they walked quietly for a few minuets as people grinned nonchalantly at them.
"It isn't so bad." Jou murmured smiling up at him.
Licking his lips Seto agreed, "It isn't…"
"Are you drawing the sky?"
Jou looked away from the window to Burkura who was leaning over examining his drawing.
Nodding Jou replied, "Yeah… yeah it is."
The small teen smiled, "Its good… for the sky, sad though isn't it?"
Grimacing Jou smiled slightly, "Crummy day… crummy mood Ryou."
Burkura nodded and leaned back in his seat and stared once again at the front of the glass.
The bell rang abruptly and everyone quickly got up from their seats packing binders and books back into their school bags ready to make the trek home.
"The rain is getting worse!" Honda groaned swinging his back pack around.
Jou scrunched up his nose, "Great." He muttered.
The two walked down the high staircases till they reached the main floor and then made their way to the pale blue lockers on the East Side.
"I have so much homework!" Honda complained, "What about you?"
Jou inspected the heavy book load, "a lot," He answered miserably.
Hands on hips Honda kicked his locker shut and then picked up the weighty book bag. "Damn… this is fucking heavy!"
Jou laughed softly, "Oh god… I'm going to need a chiropractor!"
"Really, I can carry those for you."
Jou narrowed his eyes at the brunette, "Kaiba this isn't the fifties and I'm not a helpless girl… I can handle a few books."
Kaiba shook his head disapprovingly, "I wasn't insinuating you were helpless I just think you may hurt your back." He explained defensively.
"Oh, ok then," Jou retorted handing a few books over to the brunette. "Where are your books?" He asked noticing the other teen had none.
"I had someone pick them up already." He replied with a cheeky grin.
It seemed the rain had gotten heavier and weighed down the two teens immensely.
"God I feel like I'm carrying someone on my back!" Honda exclaimed.
Jou laughed then choked, "Ew something other then rain flew into my mouth!"
Honda joined in on the laughing, "Hey lets get some refuge in here." He directed pointing to the small but semi classy restaurant.
"Ok."
Honda ran while Jou followed after him, the two shook the excess water off them in the waiting room ignoring the other patrons staring at them shaking their heads.
But they themselves couldn't help but eavesdrop on the couple next to them.
"How long are you gone for?" The girl murmured.
The man smiled, "a little while."
"I'll miss you," She breathed.
The two then nestled together ready to brace the wind and rain to wherever each of them were going.
"Are you embarrassed of me?"
Seto let out an exasperated sigh, "Well when you act like you did the other night- then yes! Yes I am." He admitted angrily.
Jou slumped against the wall, "I… I embarrass you?" He asked hurt.
Frowning Seto rubbed the others shoulders but said nothing.
"Don't," Jou muttered shaking off the brunettes hands.
Seto exhaled, "I didn't mean it as an insult, you just can't act"-
"Like me." Jou finished.
Licking his lips Seto could think of nothing to say.
"Well… if I can't be me in this relationship… then maybe it isn't worth it for you."
Seto let out a choked laugh, "You're kidding me right?"
"No", Jou defended.
"Heh, well then let me tell you what I think is' worth it' for me in a relationship. You are worth it! And just because we have some petty fight doesn't mean all is lost. It's called working- I do a lot of it and I'm willing to come to agreements."
Jou gave a hallow chuckle, "It isn't a petty fight!" He cried, "You said 'I embarrass you!"
"In front of my clients!" Seto added heatedly, "You have to act in some sophisticated manner! I care about you and I put up with a lot! But with us and in front of them it's different!"
Jou let out a short breath, "I don't know what to say."
Seto pulled at his hair, "Then I'm going." And with that he grabbed his coat and went for the door.
"For how long!" Jou cried running after him before he could slam the door.
"I don't know," He answered swallowing. "Maybe until you can make up your mind and grow"-
"I'll miss you…" Jou cut the brunette off.
Seto smiled, "then it won't be long."
Jou sat sipping his hot chocolate making "hmm" sounds every time he got some whip cream in his mouth.
"Really I've never tasted anything so good!" He murmured more to the cup then to Honda.
"Yeah," Honda concurred, "This is delicious!"
They sat in silence quietly sipping from their cups, the people around them gently murmured to each other and giggled. The restaurant stayed nonchalant until two figures in black hoods burst in and then two clicks and out shot one bullet from the right man.
Now the restaurant was filled with screams and hushes and upturned chairs, as the clicking of the guns came again.
"Everyone stayed where you fucking are!" Yelled the man from the left, his voice was deep and throaty like he had one too many cigarettes in his lifetime.
The other man just nodded and walked towards one of the waiters and swung is gun around suspiciously as if someone would try and grab him.
Jou and Honda ducked under their table, Honda clenched his fists tightly while Jou tried to see what the men looked like.
"Did you catch what they looked like?"
Jou shook his head as he gingerly ran his fingers above his eye trying to feel the damage that had been done.
"You have nothing then?" Seto asked crossly, "what if they come back? You need protection!"
Rolling his eyes Jou muttered furiously, "I need you to stop treating me as a baby! I can handle myself on the streets… Seto!" He added the name sharply.
Seto sighed, "Well is this an example?"
"No".
"You shouldn't be walking alone late at night… you could've been killed!" Seto told him.
Jou smirked, "Wow I wish I was Mokuba!" He sang sarcastically.
"Don't use that fucking attitude with me… You should be glad I care at all!" Seto replied icily.
That shut Jou up, "I'm sorry," He apologized, "I'm glad you care about me."
They both smiled at each other.
"They ran off with my wallet… not like there is anything in there but still."
Seto sighed, "I can replace that."
"No, you don't have to… I'll get a job." Jou interrupted, "It's my fault for walking alone at night."
"I'm glad you can admit that." Seto smirked.
"Shut up."
"Shut up…any one who fucking speaks gets shot!" One of them yelled for the second time as they went around to each waiter scooping up tips and loose change.
Jou gulped clutching his wallet tightly while trying to bury himself deeper into the ground if it was possible.
The whole place was silent except for a few hiccups and the crunching of shoes on the ground, as Jou looked around he saw people hiding themselves closing their eyes thinking that if they couldn't see them it would be vice versa.
Soon Jou saw black sneakers beside his table.
"Get up."
Neither of them moved.
"Fucking get up."
Both of them quickly crawled from beneath the table and stood up tall but neither of them was a match for the robber's heights.
"Empty your pockets!" The shorter one demanded.
Honda had nothing not even enough to buy for his hot chocolate and Jou just pulled out some change he wasn't about to let him have the wallet.
"Are you joking me?" The bigger man croaked. "Where the fuck is your wallets?"
Jou shrugged and Honda just muttered "it was an eat and run thing."
"Fuck this!" The shorter one cursed and he grabbed Jou by the hair and flung him down on the table hard. "It's isn't nice to disrespect the law kid," He joked manically.
Honda's eyes widened but stood still knowing too well they may kill Jou if he made a single move, Jou on the other hand covered his nose as blood poured from his nostrils and on to his hands.
"God," He dry sobbed falling to his knees.
The two robbers laughed and muttered some "Serves you right," comments.
After they directed their crudeness to the other patrons Honda gasped at how bruised his friends nose had become.
"Are you ok man?" Honda asked helping Jou up from his crouching on the floor.
"I've never gone to a wedding before?"
"Never?" Seto asked surprised.
Jou shook his head, "one of them always runs off after the bachelor party."
Seto laughed, "Well then you'll be amazed at how a wedding can actually be like fun rather then a death sentence."
"Are we going to dance?" Jou asked cocking his head to the side.
Smirking he answered, "Yes its part of the plan."
"I don't know how."
"You don't?" Seto exclaimed.
"No," He murmured back.
"Why not? Do you have to left feet or something?" Seto retorted sarcastically.
Jou scrunched up his face, "shut up."
Sighing Seto shook his head, "I'll teach you."
"Ball room style?"
"Yes."
Nodding his head he stood up and draped one arm around Seto's neck loosely and the looked up at his face for more directions.
"Here hold my hand like this," He indicated grabbing Jou's free hand and cradling it between his chest and Jou's chin. "Now just sway gently… like that," He said smiling.
"This is fairly easy," Jou commented.
"Yeah… now if you want we can go in a circle," He instructed gently twirling the two of them around, "just slowly though."
"Ok," Jou whispered softly. "This is nice."
"Yeah," Seto agreed, "It is."
"Is everyone alright!" The restaurant manager yelled as sirens could be heard in the background.
Jou coughed a bit but nodded his head, "I'm fine," He choked.
"No your not," A waitress chided softly, "Here let me get a paramedic."
Honda helped him to the door as two sopping wet men with first aid boxes strode followed by a few police officers and firemen.
To Jou it seemed like a blur, people talking to him asking him questions, shoving things at him, bandaging him but all he wanted to do was sleep, sleep with someone, just shut his eyes and be free of all the things and people that made life complicated.
Or more to be free of the memory of the one person who he never wanted to let go.